This is a song about "Freedom and love"

Smile on my face with the freedom

Something wicked this way come

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

Sky high, iced out paradise

I love my life, and i love my wife

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see