This is a song about "Anti consumerism"

This should be illegal man

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Me im one of these anti law pigs

Don't have much strength left inside of me but i'm anti me; fucked up jesus

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

Anti bacterial so the stereo is sterilized

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

We are bred by consumerism