This is a song about "Rebels"

And i be on the block all day

King of rebels?, they say

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Intoxicated rebels came in to fuck your chick

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

These rebels are my brothers

Talking about the god you serve

Huh, a metaphor of course

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay