This is a song about "Causes of the revolution"

Rhythmic repetition, causes seismographs to fritz

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

It ain't where i been

Make a world revolution

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

You just tryin' to run game

But that's what causes the shot mane

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

When my crimes causes such a reaction

That causes the fucking motion

And the reason that i'm going

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

She vying for number one, tryna be number one