This is a song about "Passionate freedom"

And when it's said and done

It is the way to freedom

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Smile on my face with the freedom

If a nigga didn't fake like them

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'm passionate and dont doubt me homie - i take this shit seriously,

And got her room number, you can find me there

Freedom to give and freedom to share

Top ranked, number one my son

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Through all that rain, i kept my flame