This is a song about "Activist"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Nah i aint the black activist

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I'm a half-assed activist that preaches but never practices,

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

I’m a verbal activist who knows he's a savage spic,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices,

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Accident, dude was on his way to be an activist

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

I had been around niggas, killas, pimps

Dammit kid i'm an activist fucking fifths