This is a song about "Learning technologies"

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Observing every one of my movements learning, how to make me idolize/

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Networking, meanwhile my stomach turning

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

If i could prevent anything by learning lessons

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I pop one, you pop one

While i'm learning my lesson

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Yo, it was a year of high hopes, learning the ropes,