This is a song about "Rap riot"

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Here come a technical rap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Make people riot, just because i spit on humans just like a giant