This is a song about "Freedom or fame"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Baby you're the one

Music is the freedom

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

You're not usin' your brain

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Freedom from want and that of despair

I dont care about the fame

They think they bring that pain

But when it comes to fame

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

It is the way to freedom

Can’t you see just how long my run