This is a song about "Bolshevik revolution"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

Then take over the world and start a revolution,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Or for a revolution

Go where you ain't been

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution