This is a song about "Wheres our freedom"

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Need some fuckin wishes, wheres my fucking genie,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Now fuck what ya sayy - dawg wheres the ladies

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Organs bleedin/visions clear of normal freedom

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Shows over, wheres the curtain