This is a song about "Animation making rebels soft"

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

Back in the motherfuckin bay

King of rebels?, they say

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

We spit hard rhymes,that make you soft.

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Indubitably i'm too street

Her voice was soft and sweet,

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Lungs soft as fuck/ your coughing up