This is a song about "New slaves"

My talent should take me places i've never been

New passions, enemies new fashion

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

This is a new episode of a new chapter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

All these society slaves, but through my vibrating waves

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I'm a new man with a new attitude

Would have came back for you

Bullied in school, noting new,

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat