This is a song about "Free farm"

Raising mutants on a farm.

Full of shit, like i ate that john

And bijies like im out and

The downfall of our free land

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

When i tell her keep it drama free

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Free from your alter ego

Down just so we can grow

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Fuck u i've been free since 1863, stress free,

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Who am i? someone set me free

And now that i’m getting money

Living young and wild and free