This is a song about "Finding freedom"

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Cold, my style making my nose run

Smile on my face with the freedom

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

And truthfully girl you really make my day

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

Carol city or was it the west

Shit, we don't believe none of them

It is the way to freedom

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done