This is a song about "Free my niggas from jail"

The world looking out, they on the front row

Get outta jail free card? i'm trying to pass go/

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Them pussy niggas from uptown been my pet peeve

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Let her free from a misguided assumption

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale