This is a song about "Rights"

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

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

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

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

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

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

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried