This is a song about "Free my nigga"

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

The legacy, defeating my enemies careless free

My only concern is getting this pay nigga

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Shout my nigga lucifer, shout my nigga joseph

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I pull my dick out for free tastings

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

It gets my blood flowing, the feeling of free