This is a song about "American industrial revolution"

Make a world revolution

With a little bit of passion

Know now that i am an american years later isolated

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day