This is a song about "Civil rights leaders"

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

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

But i defend the civil liberties

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Switch the scheme up and talk about real rights

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Imma have you on lockdown fuck your civil rights

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Of corrupt government leaders and elite aristocracy,

Yall worse than contridicting leaders and preachers

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

We three gonna be the next leaders

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse