This is a song about "Intelligence"

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

That you obviously have no intelligence

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Intelligence through rhyme just give me a moment of your time,

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

I bet they care about intelligence, all they want is brain/

Coached for the brains, all they're used for is intelligence

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Intelligence through rhyme just give me a moment of your time,