This is a song about "Confucianism facts"

Know it good when she go no hands

Doubt they yapping out facts

I only rap facts infused with morality

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Think you're big well here's the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I promise i'mma call you back

I just know facts like that

To reality and to the facts

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

I can feel your heart beating fast