This is a song about "Free weed"

If you ain't about money

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

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

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Fuckin hoes thats all free,

Took my heart away from money

Swear i will murk any beat

Who substituted for this weed

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

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

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I’m a hustla, baby

Living young and wild and free

It's no longer a new jack city

But you can't have this shit for free