This is a song about "Being a rebel"

A rebel and a cop, savior and a nazi when it comes to rap/

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Shes always crazy az fuck such a goddamn rebel, fuck her shes trouble,

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Or was i just a desolate being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

The dreams the kid in you once had, youre never gonna have no more 16 years old

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

Why we gotta argue

Call me a rebel i'm the new