This is a song about "2nd amendment and rights to bear arms"

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Man the difficulty i couldn't be faulty i had to win back my rights/

Scars up and down my arms

Please correct me, stretch marks

Planned to give a tooth, but not my arms and legs

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

Reevaluate your rights and think things over, are you free?

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Sit back and bear witness of my plans to disfigure

Switch the scheme up and talk about real rights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites