This is a song about "Free my bro"

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

It gets my blood flowing, the feeling of free

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

To worry about me and my bro steven

Right with my bro sniper,

When it comes to spitting that fire

A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see