This is a song about "Bill of rights"

I'm ill, sick of lil penis fappers takin notes from kill bill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Ever since bill clinton was still in office

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

Remember stand up for ur rights

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Of compassion and on all the rights been wronged no respect or humility

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So get yo wallet out and pay the bill.

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill