This is a song about "Quest"

In my quest for deftness, i chose to sign-

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

The reason that im here is cause im on a quest

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

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

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

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

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

On a quest obsessed to digest lyrics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

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

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

It's a long quest and i gotta lot of stress

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less