This is a song about "Free the homie"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Ride the dick of the dirtiest emcee, but ain't shit for free

Fall off the edge when you realize freedom isn't free.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Free the masons like benjamin franklin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Just let me be the real free

So give it baby

Walk that body, talk that body

Blazing the weed to get high free,

Undercover to free the human race,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

The legacy, defeating my enemies careless free