This is a song about "Freestyle pt2"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

This is a straight freestyle take a peek in my brain

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Track 13.) 2 cups freestyle (2 cups)

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

The world looking out, they on the front row

You call it freestyle,shit was perviously written

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen