This is a song about "My free cams"

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

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

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

I'll be free till i decease to eat my lettuce leaves

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

My life is in between the rhymes making a statement breaking free

Flames in my head but it doesn't matter cuz i feel free

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

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

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby