This is a song about "Rebels"

America the peace is past, let the rebels lead the way

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

And i can't help but stare, cause

And i never handled rock like palestine rebels with pebbles

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

These rebels are my brothers

You little young-ass motherfuckers

And we here to stay

King of rebels?, they say

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles