This is a song about "Intelligence"

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Intelligence in him you would swear einstein spitting

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I am the up and coming, the new intelligence

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Intelligence level is lower than pedals

They got intelligence and wit but just a lack of education,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,