This is a song about "Free style"

Than the muse of a family

In life nothings comes free

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

Side em on blister free

And niggas flashing crazy

Dont paid the prepaid free

That's why i'm makin' money

Run for cover and return fire

They just hated my style,

I know you like my style

Through the barbed wire

When it comes to spitting that fire

For living my life style

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Fuckin hoes thats all free.