This is a song about "Slaves revolution"

Where god at? i need to call him

Make a world revolution

Trying to give them light and a message

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

One verse is all it takes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

We will never die, we are forever alive

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,