This is a song about "Learn"

Or let the mob handle that

And you will learn to fear it

I killed my manager with an iron

The more that i see,the more that i learn

Which was about to learn,to find

Money back on my mind

Some learn so i grew my own roots

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Cause these kids never learn of the good

Got no concern for the burns i leave you never learn

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

Oh well, i guess you're taught a message and live and learn,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/