This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

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

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Kaiser soze, we never see him

Make a world revolution

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

With a little bit of passion

Maybe start his own revolution.

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution