This is a song about "Free verse"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Fuck u i've been free since 1863, stress free,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

You cant deliver one verse,

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Living young and wild and free

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Third ward general, young cash money

Sometimes you like to let it go free,