This is a song about "Freedom of a country"

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I need a pain shot, i thought freedom reigned like rain drops, you ain't even know it,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

A country in power

You know the gunpowder