This is a song about "Enlightened"

That is when my rhymes condense and start to become more enlightened

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

You feel enlightened when i'm writin'

And they all mint condition

Smoking opium, fighting with an enlightened draconian.

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Or a yoda, like yofti, enlightened, like a yogi

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Put the purp in the blunt

Open minded, enlightened

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

Enlightened by my intelligence,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives