This is a song about "Progress and knowledge"

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

There's still room to progress,

And everybody's having sex

The forbidden knowledge i hold and got 1000 ways to rhymes to be wiser

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Does nothing but suck all money and knowledge a man gets

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

- formality and knowledge faking those who disbelieve in my failure

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for