This is a song about "Quest givers"

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

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

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Theres nobody i would be but me and no one can affect my quest

I'm a guest on this quest of blessed and oppressed they suggest

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Quest for love and passion real higher education

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

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

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

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent