This is a song about "Legal rights"

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

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

Little do you know i put in pills that are barely legal

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Reevaluate your rights and think things over, are you free?