This is a song about "Free loader"

Could i make you my baby

Trying to set my mind free,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

But you can't have this shit for free

Preferably judge free?

I came up hungry

This is like riding through the city

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Took my heart away from money

In life nothings comes free

When i tell her keep it drama free

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Yet they invade to enslave the free

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Handing out amnesia writers block and its free