This is a song about "Febuary revolution"

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

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

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

Kaiser soze, we never see him

Or for a revolution

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Maybe start his own revolution.

One time give it up for him