This is a song about "Feed the revolution"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Then take over the world and start a revolution,

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

It will be just like the human centipede, id love to feed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Make a world revolution

Maybe start his own revolution.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

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

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

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed