This is a song about "Intellect"

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Spray ya cap away to blasts and spin 'em with my intellect,

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I get respect from g's and leave a coward with a broken intellect

To pic up the pen said "microphone check" and arrange my intellect

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

To figure out, that i'm the biggest terror intellect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

I recollect the aspect of your neglect , said i didn't have the intellect

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

If you had the proper intellect you'd know when ta show respect