This is a song about "Why you let me go"

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

If you ain't about money

Let me tell you bout the streets which i go across

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But more importantly taught me to pray

Let me just go home and atempt to go and lay

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

You just gotta let it go

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby