This is a song about "Frees"

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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Cause i start frees that sparks beef yet stops, cease

That'll do anything that i please

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

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

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Watch me blind your antics, frees? i'll grind and stamp it