This is a song about "Maranda rights"

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

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Of compassion and on all the rights been wronged no respect or humility

Every nigga in this whip gotta motherfucking college degree

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

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

They gotta point em out baby

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Remember to fight for your rights, no backing down

But i apologize for not walking you around