This is a song about "Cildren durring the industrial revolution"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Or for a revolution

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the