This is a song about "Freedom"

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

It is the way to freedom

Insubordinate for good reason

For a freedom,give him a reason.

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom