This is a song about "Causes of american revolution"

Maybe start his own revolution.

Catch you up on places i've been

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Make a world revolution

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Me and my microphone could be one

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

A team from out of queens with the american dream

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.