This is a song about "Losing freedom moving into maturity"

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Fuck cops, fuck teachers wondering if i've hit maturity

Your girlfriend want to follow

They aren't even moving slow,

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I understand i'm back by popular demand

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Honestly there's nothing i'm losing.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My head wasn't raised

Can freedom be explained?

Music is the freedom

I told him get his 9 and run