This is a song about "Legal rights"

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

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

But we all got the same rights don't we?

This is like riding through the city

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Switch the scheme up and talk about real rights

And everything is purple

Once so legal now its fuck people

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

You gotta breathe and be at ease