This is a song about "Newton"

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Ya....isick(isaac) like im newton

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,