This is a song about "Foundations of knowledge"

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

My talent should take me places i've never been

Spreading the knowledge, my obligation

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Searching for the knowledge like a fucking gemini

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Knowledge of the lies untold i encourage

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

And all the knowledge that it offers

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

To learn is to acquire knowledge of or skill in

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

Im speaking from the mind, speaking out of knowledge, breathing god's air im feeling alive

My mama smoked so god damn much

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge