This is a song about "Flying free"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

In life nothings comes free

Flying around, wings flapping/

I do the right thing

Don't want to be the king

Makes me feel like im flying

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Imagine flying through the skies

Because i see right through your disguise

In life nothings comes free

It was just another party

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

So give it baby

Fuckin hoes thats all free,