This is a song about "Freedom"

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Always strap so i was alright

Lets spread our freedom wide

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

It is the way to freedom

Miami nights, ain't another one

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

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Hoes row got beans in them

Music is the freedom