This is a song about "Knowledge"

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

It was just the four of us uptown corners

And all the knowledge that it offers

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

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Searching for the knowledge like a fucking gemini

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

Rhymer who's "simple" in knowledge.

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I've mastered my knowledge in lyrical hurting.