This is a song about "Free styling"

Dc, man over money

Fuckin hoes thats all free,

Fuck fame, fuck money

Living young and wild and free

I will dismember you in no pattern cause i'm free styling

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Free from your alter ego

Fuck u i've been free since 1863, stress free,

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Hopin' that my niggas see

Trying to set my mind free,

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Who am i? someone set me free

Side em on blister free

Cause you love me, call me daddy