This is a song about "Being a rebel"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

I'm a rebel, a rebel. hear my rebel yell.

Fuck rules i'm a rebel if you niggas didn't know

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Call me a rebel i'm the new

Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

I want to fight the music on this one

But thats the life of a human being

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-