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

Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Unless you're an adult, you won't get a drop of respect

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

My insanity spans from the wisdom of mankind

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

And that is the very last words of my statement

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

So the words of a hater's irrelevant to my work

My words of magic are beyond these maggots,

So here i am at the store for some chips