This is a song about "Free my boy"

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

Better leave it all behind

Trying to set my mind free,

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

It gets my blood flowing, the feeling of free

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

The legacy, defeating my enemies careless free

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Even helped my boy along

You can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see