This is a song about "Hook the finer things"

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

So i'll try to make this hook the shit in the meanwhile

Finer breeds, everything is fleece,

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

But say an evil hook and the caps be listening

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Hangs it by the hook in the wall, looking in awe,

Our children must be taught, of africa

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Education is the center of better things

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Mindlessly trying to find finer seeds,