This is a song about "Free the homie"

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Fighting with my weak hand

The downfall of our free land

Blood on the cross set me free

A military mind mean money

Free the masons like benjamin franklin

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Dont paid the prepaid free

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

To the homie wit no discretion

So if it comes down, may the best man win