This is a song about "Know my rights"

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,

My shit, i know u loving

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

It's alright, if it's right

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

Just know that we will fight for rights when battling them all

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol