This is a song about "Huey freeman"

With suits blacker than huey freeman

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

We’ll take it under the huey p and expose you phony.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free