This is a song about "Freedom of sppech"

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Time after time, again and again

Music is the freedom

Can’t you see just how long my run

For a freedom,give him a reason.

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode

Can freedom be explained?

But they sold jello in the paint

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one