This is a song about "Huey freeman"

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

I hit your block and we can box for fun

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

With suits blacker than huey freeman

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

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see