This is a song about "My freestyles is fresh"

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

I skateboard with my hoard to buy a fresh extension cord

You know...you know who you are

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Im so fresh with my lines you can call me glade.

I was twelve when the gunned you

Fresh off my musical debut

So fresh i'm the generic rapper/ so suck my dick now & later/

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Fresh off my retreat and now its back leaving foes at my feet.

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan