This is a song about "Free them out of jail"

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I pullin out my d, see, i just wanna be free,

Instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when i rhyme they're mine,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Out of the womb we're born free but enslaved into chains and used like puppets

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I need a jail house to free my dogs

They need you to trust them over time, free your mind.

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail