This is a song about "Free my boy"

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Pushing my screaming boy into it

I must go like fly route

Playng baseball with my boy tube

Trying to set my mind free,

Shit with our whole family

My life is in between the rhymes making a statement breaking free

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

Even if i blow up and get known my shit is free

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

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

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy