This is a song about "Global proletarian revolution"

And they all mint condition

Maybe start his own revolution.

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Make a world revolution

What up girl, tell me how you been

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Half the global wealth is split on one percent