This is a song about "Freedom"

Freedom from want and that of despair

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

It is the way to freedom

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

For a freedom,give him a reason.

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

So don't live for no reason live to be happy be happy to live, aim for your freedom

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain