[Hook: P.O.S]
My girl gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
She gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
[Verse 1: Sims]
Yeah
They said we couldn't have that
Square 'em in the eye right back, said "yeah, yeah"
We gon' take it anyway, that’s that
Anyway, we don't feed out your hand
Look what we built with a grain of sand
It's the end of the golden era
Me and my girl, we on the run
But we shoot back when the lawman come
Hard to sleep when the darkness creeps
We won't quit till the job is done
And she be shootin' all you motherfucks
[Verse 2: Dessa]
You know, I've seen a little glory
Save your voice, I know the story
"Man Abandons Sinking Ship"
I heard you did your dissertation
On the rise and fall of man
You said the golden era's over
We lost some ground, we lost some time
Man look alive, we lost enough
Yeah, look around, we're finders now
Clean that shit up, you're losing blood
Show of hands if you've said your prayers
Now put them down if you've got answers
This place, it takes the faith of a mantis
[Verse 3: Mike Mictlan]
She wants to spend the night in graveyards
Loves fair, plays hard
But that’s for keeps, yeah, that’s for keeps
She’ll break my skin with a needle
I'll break my hand in the face
That ever questions her equal - yeah, that’s for creeps
There ain't no ground when I’m lookin'
I'm climbin' twisted stairs; it’s funny
Cause I'm so high, I’m more twisted
Than when I see her running
We're going up to the top
She wants to see our city drippin' in electric pedals
It's crazy, but kinda pretty
Told me "watch your step, follow close
Fuck it if we get caught"
They keep us in a cage too long, to fake they care about us
[Hook: P.O.S]
My girl gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
She gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
[Verse 4: POS]
Yeah
The sign said something easily forgotten, clearly
And time is not my problem, she reminds me nearly hourly
I notice til I don't
All rules respected less with every step
Neglecting lessons about trespass
Passing old plans, lost to the rent
Laugh till we sick, passing a twist
So savage, we nag at your standards, and spit
With a generally messed up view - says who?
That handle is safe
And we typically don't give too much weight
To a life with a worms'-eye view
We play like birds prey
Any place warm, stay, love it
We own our space, roam home
Anyplace aimed, go
When participating in a rebellion, MC Mike Mictlan tells us that the key is solidarity. He’s saying that Doomtree will always stick together, until they’ve acheived their goal. “Keep the blade in the gut” is a metaphor that means “don’t give up until you’re finished,” which, in the sword metaphor, is until your enemy is dead.
Spitting on normality, non-conformists, Bohemians.
Even if people said Doomtree had to stay still and not claim anything, they ignored them (“yeah yeah”) and went all out to take what they wanted. This follows the theme of the song, which is to take what is deserved.
The hook establishes a metaphor about breaking into private property with bolt cutters to graffiti as a way of exploring themes of taking back what’s yours, personalizing your environment, and creating your own experience.
“Golden era” is referring to the golden era of hip-hop (mid 1980s to early 1990s). Dessa is saying that she and Doomtree will bring back the golden era once more.
Sims is not a violent man, so this probably is a metaphor to show how much his convictions are strong and will stop to nothing to make justice.
Now, if it were Ice Cube who said that line, it would be taken literally :

Double meaning–this place requires the faith of a solid, steady man, but it also can take (remove) a man’s faith.
They understand that they don’t mean shit to the people governing them. They’ve lived too long under the authority and need to regain their liberty, their freedom.
We were just trying to live our lives, but it was you (the government, unjust conditions, etc.) that beckoned revolt. We learned how to rebel from our conquerors.
Everything they can see, touch, and tag belongs to them, and if the stars were close enough, they would tag the stars, too.
They don’t stay in line, they push back against the establishment.
In context, this refers to the end of a period of prosperity. The golden era also refers to “Hip hop’s golden age”, referring to 1980’s and 1990’s mainstream hip hop scene.
Our success wasn’t given to us as a handout, it was built from the ground up.
This line is supposed to be: “This place, it takes the faith of a mantis,” meaning that in this place where prayers never get answered, you’ll have to be as persistent as a praying mantis to keep your faith (and your prayers will be as meaningless gestures as a mantis ‘prayers’).
Doomtree often talk against people who buy the latest phone, car, computer, etc. as soon as the new edition comes out. These items have been commonly marketed as if they’ll make you happy and fix your life, while Dessa is going against that statement, saying that in the end, it does nothing.
They’re not scared of anything, they’re the ones who scare the shit out of others. They look pretty nice to me though :

to avoid the bullets that are loaded into the magazine by sims' love. so, avoid sims' love.
When going against a group of people, the strongest members are targeted first. This line uses the metaphor of the bolt cutters (theme of the song) to picture this.

A reference to Dorothy saying “We’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto,” when she arrives in Oz.
Sims has a passion that leads him to rebell against the things he finds wrong in society, and will not back down from using weapons to have justice (a magazine, is the part of guns that store ammunitions).

People dismisses Doomtree’s rebellious message as “messed up,” but those people’s standards aren’t necessarily correct.
Sims says that the population is run by the media and the trends, so much that even their love, one of the most sacred value, is inspired by magazines (publications like Vogue make a habit of trying to teach people how to lead their romantic relations).
