Brainstorm Excerpt (Fall '00)

It's the Pink - you think Id City is a damn good joke
But just take a big toke off of the city of New York
See what it does to you? See how it feels?
Tires peal, sirens squeal, and yer brain'll start to reel
I'm babblin' hard just to get a little bit of leisure
My synapses don't lapse in the middle of my id seizure
And like Sid Ceasar I got 100 million stories to tell
'Coz you gotta get some laughs grill some burgers in hell
Take some well deserved time to catch some air on yer skin
Buyin' new clothes eatin' right livin' clean stayin' hungry and thin
I keep my 3rd eye on the ball I swing hard for my little one
Single Dad not gettin' mad livin' with love for my little son
'Coz now that I been down I know you got a right to go nowhere but higher
I'm a trier, a flier, a geyser - no Keyser Soze
Pimp Fu flows I glow and send poesie
Yeah I speak French that means motherfuckin' poetry
Like Clooney, my id seizure's kickin' up a perfect storm
In context the content transcends any form
Brainstorm, I'm a freak and I don't ever wanna be the norm
Brainstorm, I'm a freak...oh, don't ever wanna be the norm