This is a song about "Information"

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Surfaced in the game with a barrage of information,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Because i know this information

I've been told false information and lies

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Information not valuable oxygen will be taxable

Somehow i manged to access this information in my brain,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

And they'll know if you try to leave out information

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

And for your fucken information fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool