This is a song about "Free my gangstaz"

That's the way, you can move it baby

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

The club underwater, have em running out the front

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Free time on her hands now my dick gon live forever

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

My rhymes are free and abysmal

Lady at the frank stand will

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

It gets my blood flowing, the feeling of free

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free