This is a song about "My boy fresh outta juvy"

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face lookin' boy

I skateboard with my hoard to buy a fresh extension cord

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

From spittin' all this ice outta my throat,

Yeah my name is ayo fresh

Yes sir, please confess

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Trusted me got me outta,my shell

Outta my lane, yeah i see you in my mirror

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her