This is a song about "Workers rights"

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Remember stand up for ur rights

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

Got tired of running from the police

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Remember stand up for ur rights

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve