This is a song about "Trade in the agricultural revolution"

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Or for a revolution

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

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

I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Where every recipient, property of the state