This is a song about "Intelligence"

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Enlightened by my intelligence,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence

As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

No place for repetition, glowing bright in intelligence

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Unmatched to my intelligence

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

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