This is a song about "Ip release"

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

It was such a sudden rush, an amazing release.

Release a long yawn when rappers spit

No car key and i mean that

Vocals release shells like automatics

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Can barely walk the city streets

Thoughts and feelings show, so slow with the release.

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?

The pressures getting to my head, so i gotta release/

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