This is a song about "3 oranges freedom pokemon"

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

I wanted the money and never the fame

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Not even oranges, you just sniff and peel

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

The race war, when it's us against all of them

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

I'm at where you can't come like no semen