This is a song about "Intelligence"

I am the up and coming, the new intelligence

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

With speech impediments and i bet he'll still wreak intelligence

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Intelligence level is lower than pedals

Unmatched to my intelligence

Been spending most our lives

My intelligence makes this boring, it's terribly dull

We original officially the most original

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,