This is a song about "Freedom"

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Taste the bitter in your mouth when freedom did fall

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

There's nothin' like where i come from

It is the way to freedom

It's absurd they're testing, "freedom"? is it a curse or blessing?

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

But i know freedom will ring so listen its hard to compare

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And music's about lettin' freedom reign like water drops,