This is a song about "Spread of enlightment ideas"

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

I wish i can spread the word of jesus so others can hear it

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Running out of ideas i need to retool

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

These i ideas that i speak in my own songs

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Move around and spread the curse.