This is a song about "Early civil rights"

Giving rap artists an early dismiss

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Remember stand up for ur rights

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

But he's not civil, atb'll make your girls ass jiggle

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

When 2pac got shot early on