This is a song about "Free niggaz"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

But my niggaz in paris

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

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

I'm super fast, you niggaz are slow.

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

And all she wants is to dance

Dont paid the prepaid free

Than the muse of a family

Side em on blister free

Plottin' don’t even worry

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing