This is a song about "Freeman values"

He been waiting for his connection to come

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Writin' rhymes since eleven, values were surely taught,

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

With suits blacker than huey freeman

Paid our prize tryna contrive with demons, to be a freeman

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

It's time for a change, time to rearrange, my life and its values, im just drinkin booze,

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

Year round asshole, the fuck you season