This is a song about "Revolt"

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Watch your body turn indian red,

I am not the only one

Eruption? this ain't perversion

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

The 10 commandments can be found somewhere in exodus

Cant blame society, for the rioting,no sobriety,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

And i send my message with no resentment, but with contentment

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

It's trife, the strife inside this life, a knife and gun we carry,