This is a song about "Information technologies"

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Information not valuable oxygen will be taxable

Because i know this information

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Since the information taught is worthless as gossip

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

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Can you even obtain this information?

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

Surfaced in the game with a barrage of information,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win