This is a song about "October revolution"

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Not now not ever

October november

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Class is in session

Or for a revolution

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

The revolution is coming get ready to ride