This is a song about "Music is freedom"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

It's absurd they're testing, "freedom"? is it a curse or blessing?

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Making music is the main goal better

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Six ladders stacked together's what my music is as high as

I wonder why my serious music is truly never played at shows,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Music is done without love but is done for the money

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My music is so good its almost therapeutic

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit