This is a song about "The rebellion"

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Got tired of running from the police

As the tao converted the thief

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Saw the bombs on the news