This is a song about "Equal rights"

Of finding myself as an individual

Faggots think that they deserve equal

Adding all this up, its hard to see us as equal

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Tethered together two people there still not classed as my equal,

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Poor people get twenty years, so much for created equal,

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And live in a world where everyones treated equal

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Imma have you on lockdown fuck your civil rights

Switch the scheme up and talk about real rights

All the time with this glock of mines