This is a song about "Workers rights"

Got tired of running from the police

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

Remember stand up for ur rights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Just know that we will fight for rights when battling them all

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Remember stand up for ur rights

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Rights, well that aint right, wanna fight

I seem to love these whips - a white

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,