This is a song about "Free the men"

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Land of the men and the brave,

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The downfall of our free land

With such an ugly picture in it and

Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Part of me though, is searching for answers

And the old men snore at marshall mathers