This is a song about "Congress of racial equality"

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Respect equality and a right to make cream

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Top of my pile of bodies

Article 3 said judicial oversees our court system, and article 1 said congress

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Cos in the quest for world equality and harmony

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

But at the same time at that time was no equality,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,