This is a song about "Knowledge and wisdom"

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Enough hey, lets talk about knowledge and power

Just gimme a hour, i’ll light it up like an eiffel tower

Hints of wisdom, can't you tell?

And i ain't goin' well

Thickening in them descending my wisdom

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

This wisdom his drive ain't deprived more and more guys arrive,

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Personify wisdom tell them through the music