This is a song about "Free throwin"

Living young and wild and free

Chillin' with homies and family

Fuckin hoes thats all free,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Trying to set my mind free,

I swear they think i'm crazy

Dont paid the prepaid free

Oops, i'm so sorry

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

So here i am at the store for some chips

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits