This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

All these society slaves, but through my vibrating waves

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

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

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

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

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Trying to give them light and a message

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share