This is a song about "Mens rights"

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Man the difficulty i couldn't be faulty i had to win back my rights/

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

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

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

How many rocks i made to cook upnarcotics got traffic, seen those niggas you blasted

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

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust