This is a song about "Revolution"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Maybe start his own revolution.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Then take over the world and start a revolution,