This is a song about "Children rights"

Box car children trying to hide

Them people see my good side

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

There's children dying and i am crying

Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

A few rights restricted you won't miss these