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

Maybe start his own revolution.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Eat your bread and spread the threat that theres a price

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

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

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records