This is a song about "Freedom meli"

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Music is the freedom

Yo, turn me up some

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

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

I've always wanted freedom so free i became

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

Lets spread our freedom wide

Were running wild tonight

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

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

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode