This is a song about "We are the chosen ones"

Fuck the terms and the phrase, free is what i've chosen

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Watch the ones that are shady,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Baffled that it's a joke to some and we're the ones that are wrong

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Sphinx to all the nosey ones

And panned out, i'm all in love

Nigga, lyrically gifted, second to only religious scriptures

The ones you used to adore are now getting ignored like telemarketers

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

But theres bad ones too that have been chosen

Deny what? deny that they are the ones to blame

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

If he on the same street as me greetings you are the chosen one..

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison