This is a song about "Progress and knowledge"

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

- formality and knowledge faking those who disbelieve in my failure

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

I just have a lot to say and i'm smart and know this knowledge?

So you finally got the nerve

And all the knowledge that it offers

Progress, nah now i digress, leave and know

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

After lebron, i'm what's next

Still a work in progress.

And spilling my knowledge and mental process, enough to

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true