This is a song about "Quest givers"

Ima go on this rapping quest and find the fucking golden chest

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

I accept it willing im going to fuffill my quest,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Living my life like a journey, everyday is a quest,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Know it won't be the best, but i'm leaving the quest, i'm deceiving the rest

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

In my quest for deftness, i chose to sign-

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits