This is a song about "Intelligence"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

My intelligence makes this boring, it's terribly dull

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

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

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

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

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I am the up and coming, the new intelligence