This is a song about "Freedom"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I came her to rule my kingdom, i came her to fight for freedom,

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

My minds gone evil. you changed with the season

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Hard to move on when you always regret one

It is the way to freedom

For the outlawz, here we come

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

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

Lets spread our freedom wide

My uncle pulled me to the side