This is a song about "Intelligence"

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I am the up and coming, the new intelligence

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I tried to find your intelligence, but it couldn't be found,

And put another half a mil in my bank account

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Word flow and intelligence, i've got this perfect synergy.

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips