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

Impeccable give it my note

Everyday losing some source of hope

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Moving in a fuckin slew

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

I live my life in tha fast lane

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Never been a nigga more intricate with the wisdom

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king