This is a song about "Free at last"

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

The greats have passed, our time at last, the hero is/

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

I understand i'm back by popular demand

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Cuz it seems you get ass for free by simply being at the scene

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Trying to set my mind free,

You think i'm lying well why don't you ask the people at the last dance,

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

They gotta point em out baby

Living young and wild and free