This is a song about "Being a rebel"

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

When you keep em right beside you

Call me a rebel i'm the new

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

That's why you burn in hell you aint a rebel

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

But thats the life of a human being

Victim with a pencil, on a special level a rebel you a pebble so gentle

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

I believed in a higher being.

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck