This is a song about "Knowledge frame"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Knowledge expanded like i'm plato

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

My wand is made of knowledge

You can disown him or stone him

To my knowledge college ain't an option

Only got your pictures left in a frame,

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Spreading the knowledge, my obligation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Send me naked pictures tell me beat it out the frame

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

While i'm trying to polish my knowledge

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

Wish we could go back in this time frame