This is a song about "Rebels"

Intoxicated rebels came in to fuck your chick

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

Shots, they back and forth

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

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

You little young-ass motherfuckers

These rebels are my brothers

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Do it, okay, okay

King of rebels?, they say

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

And i never handled rock like palestine rebels with pebbles

Destined to win, get respect where i live

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,