This is a song about "Maranda rights police robbin"

Got the police bustin' at me/

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Police discovery early the next day

My talent should take me places i've never been

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Switch the scheme up and talk about real rights

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines