This is a song about "Intelligence"

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

And if you try to save hip-hop music you can't make mistakes,

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

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

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

That you obviously have no intelligence

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Intelligence level is lower than pedals

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional