This is a song about "Rights"

Man the difficulty i couldn't be faulty i had to win back my rights/

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Reevaluate your rights and think things over, are you free?

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

But we all got the same rights don't we?

How 'bout i don't give a fuck about life and all its rights and wrongs?

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Of compassion and on all the rights been wronged no respect or humility

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Just know that we will fight for rights when battling them all

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,