This is a song about "Fre h"

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

A military mind mean money

But i can't stop like r h c p

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right