This is a song about "Love soaring free"

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Trying to set my mind free,

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Dont paid the prepaid free

Cause you love me, call me daddy

When i tell her keep it drama free

Third ward general, young cash money

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Cut it loose and let it free,

But you can't have this shit for free

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

A transformer. before ii'm a soaring performer, i'm an enforcer of torture, i cause

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh