This is a song about "Liberation"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Of information, iteration, intimidation or liberation - just instigation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I'm presenting you your liberation

Got me rushed to the station

I stand for liberation

Where god at? i need to call him

I stand for liberation

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

We should be presidents of pussy town, the way we killing that bush

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

That's my specialization/ i spy a perennial liberation/

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him