This is a song about "Frees"

Young money motherfucker we the shit

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

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

Lame frees? nah... im just spitting it raw

The science and the art, africa

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

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

Rideright back to the movies

Cause i start frees that sparks beef yet stops, cease

You little young-ass motherfuckers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy