This is a song about "Moving on from a breakup and being free"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Where i free the people from being a colony

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins