This is a song about "Lord freedom"

I turned into something they never became

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Competition on the court

Peace be upon him my lord

Hoes row got beans in them

Smile on my face with the freedom

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Fresh out the airport

You say prasie the lord

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Freedom to give and freedom to share

I told him get his 9 and run

It is the way to freedom

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone