This is a song about "Cuba revolution"

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Then take over the world and start a revolution,

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Make a world revolution

Times in this crime land, my thug nation