This is a song about "Be free tonight"

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight

Life as a child was great but happiness can't be bought for free

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'll be free till i decease to eat my lettuce leaves

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

This is everything that we call hype

That will be me and you in the ring tonight

I just hope that one day maybe i be free

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money