This is a song about "Rights"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

Remember to fight for your rights, no backing down

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question