This is a song about "Civil rights movement"

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

It sends her on a trip so right

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

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

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

And i've been jotting shit down before i started this movement

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust