This is a song about "Dab cam newton"

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

I hit you through this screen here call it smack cam

Life's about decisions man

Get drunk, fuck a slut, and break out the cam

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,