This is a song about "Persia information"

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

From the conversation, but i did not mind, because i was still getting, the information

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

And they'll know if you try to leave out information

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Since the information taught is worthless as gossip

You can disown him or stone him

Too much information?

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Knowledge is power information is key

Surfaced in the game with a barrage of information,

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain