This is a song about "Be free dance to beat come with me"

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The father of me/ i had to speak if i wanted to be free/ i was ten

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I’m try'na be low key to get me elected to be free,

Tried sending me to the middle east , to be stoned and beat/

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Do i get a free bee? to jump, come with me?

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Just let me be the real free

I swear they think i'm crazy

I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

You won't be able to reproduce, or even dance to the groove.