This is a song about "Intellect"

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

My intellect wasn't diagnosed to scale

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

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect

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

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

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

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

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

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

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

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest