This is a song about "Deep philosophical shit"

Shit, my raps cut so deep my lyrics are straight razors,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

When did my problems get so deep?

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

You was bigger than an artist

100 deep v.i.p. no guest list

But this goes so deep, -real deep-

I say what my mind speak

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Put the pen to the pad, write some deep shit,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Your own creation of madness crawls deep,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Thus spake zarathustra now i'm philosophical and shit