This is a song about "Artificial intelligence"

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Word flow and intelligence, i've got this perfect synergy.

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Intelligence through rhyme just give me a moment of your time,

Unmatched to my intelligence

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Then artificial regrets