This is a song about "Womens rights being stupid"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,

Me and you i think we should ride

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

But the only womens lips you've kissed is your mothers,

But the kid aint stupid

Razor grips, laser spit

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,