This is a song about "Children rights"

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

As i christen your children

And modify your opinion

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Millions of children, bitch it must be.

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three