This is a song about "New slaves"

A new world order, with a new constitution

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I apologize i don't recollect your name

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Trying to give them light and a message

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

New passions, enemies new fashion

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Bullied in school, noting new,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.