This is a song about "Freedom"

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Music is the freedom

Top ranked, number one my son

Lets spread our freedom wide

But there's nothing else inside

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

So don't live for no reason live to be happy be happy to live, aim for your freedom

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them