This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge