This is a song about "Intelligence"

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Rapping with pure intelligence,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

Not king james, these were coke kings

Enlightened by my intelligence,

If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.