This is a song about "Knowledge"

While i'm trying to polish my knowledge

Never agree with that message

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

As i light one for ill will

The knowledge of my self still

But i'm fuckin' pissed, i probably won't go gain some knowledge,

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

I'm ill, chronic sickness, neither porridge nor lozenge fix this the knowledge

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

Knowledge is power information is key

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Spreading the knowledge, my obligation

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Now this ain't a fuckin' speech, but this is immortal knowledge,