This is a song about "Wise"

Started off on thin ice

I write rhymes, dry and wise

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

And spit the wise verses,

On the slow jam of love

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

And most of all be advised that he's wise

At this point in time the wise of mind are feeling skittish

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

My chemistry with my art is a wise chemist