This is a song about "Free private jets that suck"

But this ain't no philosophy so don't worry about the jets

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Private interests use college for profit

Cause this minds not stressed out to that point, you see, it's free.

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Got sum real bad hoes that will fuck me for free

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I'm free man now!i have no problems!i figured that