This is a song about "Sons of liberty"

Top of my pile of bodies

I give bitches dick and leave

All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Yelling liberty i'ma be claiming victory

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Follow me 1 2 three let me be set me free for liberty

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see