This is a song about "Frees"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

To build a brighter future for the country and the future born frees

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

The lives, survived to prize my vital n' heightening energy, rhymin' with better frees

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

How i spend my time, well i write and i spit frees

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Cause i start frees that sparks beef yet stops, cease

And all my childhood memories

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse

Hot frees like ''mach ten'' /stop these not me so stop friend/ cuase im so fly

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie