This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

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

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

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Trying to give them light and a message

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.

I said i got my ass beat