This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation

Then take over the world and start a revolution,

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

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

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

You're uncool like my mother kin

Make a world revolution

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Never had forgiveness, you better stay distant cause i'm all about my business,

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