This is a song about "Equal"

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

Your bars aint equal to what #mine #is

Or know them testament verses

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

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

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

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

Hopefully the people choose when we're equal.

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And live in a world where everyones treated equal

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Suicidal tendencies because he ain't equal