This is a song about "Communism peace land and bread revolution"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

And peace to this young warrior,

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

That's relayed to try and simply brainwash half the land,

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Or for a revolution

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Land of the men and the brave,

But i know i see better days