This is a song about "Respect my words of wisdom"

Hints of wisdom, can't you tell?

Dmv they know me well

Funky. lyrics. of. wisdom. are four words of appreciation,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

My insanity spans from the wisdom of mankind

I want to fight the music on this one

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

My wisdom can't be snatched taxed or waxed

You’re on neon lights in my bank

The words comin' out of my mouth but i didn't spit 'em

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

The lack of respect that this man,

Queer, discreetly you secretly fear every one of my words you hear

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear