This is a song about "Deep learning"

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting

Learning molecule and for whats inside

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I'm learning sardonic schemes lots of razing n' pins,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Something is burning my mind is turning but this guy's got to be learning

Spilling these and killing em all but i'm still learning/

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing