This is a song about "Spread of enlightment ideas"

Running out of ideas i need to retool

Momma said i should reconsider law school

It's a way to spread ideas that i strongly believe

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Coat hangers on a bed/ ideas passing, keeping fed/

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Now witness word of me spread like syphilis

From those who defended the right to ascension among ideas of commitment

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and