This is a song about "Progress and knowledge"

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

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

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Became a habit like a drug addict, knowledge and wisdom was what i bind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Rhymer who's "simple" in knowledge.

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

My wand is made of knowledge

I feel they praisin too much