This is a song about "Womens rights"

Bitch, i might make you my baby

But we all got the same rights don't we?

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

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

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

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

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant