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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

That the demons are free and that they gon take my soul

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Private interests use college for profit

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

We allies with israel but we given egypt new fighter jets!

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

It feels to me that only way to free the beast