This is a song about "Plant rights"

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

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

To the same plant, and the same pants

She do it with no hands

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

Remember stand up for ur rights

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck