This is a song about "Fly to be free"

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

I don't know why i'm fouled to be free and attack, i just wanna be loud and see why i lack

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Despite all my fear, im a courageous child, young and wild, but praying to be free,

You can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

You think your fly as fuck and got the cost to be the boss?

I’m tryna be low key

Just let me be the real free

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

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

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