This is a song about "Knowledge"

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

While i'm trying to polish my knowledge

Lady at the frank stand will

The knowledge of my self still

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

The philosophic maverick, massive knowledge magnet,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

I've mastered my knowledge in lyrical hurting.

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

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

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Its like my freestyle's cleavage