This is a song about "Alex wise"

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Wise ones who move tumble stand to rumble

Aren't you somethin', an original

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

So narrow brained get wise boys, but not to the point

Rollin' down the four o five

I write rhymes, dry and wise

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

At this point in time the wise of mind are feeling skittish

She gotta hold her head up high

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

This freaking wise guys fucked

I ain't trying to be ignorant