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

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Tire marks, tire marks

Scars up and down my arms

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

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

That amputate and draw blood to animate 2nd dimensions

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

That i am the fuckin bear and the heir to the fuckin thrown.

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Washing dishes and polar bear splitting