This is a song about "Maranda rights"

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

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

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

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Imma have you on lockdown fuck your civil rights

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

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

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

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

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Remember stand up for ur rights