This is a song about "Research"

My soul begins to seek, research discovered the truth uncovered and devised

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

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

But who am i just a man,don't follow me,do your own research instead you swallow these

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Fucking pussies do some research on rugby!

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Attack with abstract research backed