This is a song about "Be free"

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

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

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Lets be free like a pretty little butterfly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

Becoming someone you don't recognize

You want to be free, to fuck all the guys

Just let me be the real free

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see