This is a song about "Peasants"

You need to get involved at the university level, like where freud studied

Leaves the best of you emcees as peasants and fleas, you're destined to bleed

Separated in different classes aristocrats, commoners and the peasants

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants

Talking "bitch, you're now in the presence of peasants"

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

U said ma family is a bunch of peasants yet u consider me one of the legends.

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I treat haters worse then peasants. my goal's unpleasant