This is a song about "Rebel money"

To hear the rebel rappin'

She all on my skin

Used to call me the african don dada

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Gold on my dentals, fucking mental devil rebel

I'm a rebel, a rebel. hear my rebel yell.

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Fuck them niggas though, i'm a rebel in the living flesh

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells