[Verse 1: Juni]
Ey yo I wanna be free of all this pain that's deep inside of my heart
And I'm tired of feeling like everything is falling apart
I want to be free of oblation and free of my bills
I want to be free from these jobs that don't allow me to build
And this whole country is still, where acts of talent is sk**
So I be wondering still why the wack ones get the deal (Now that's stress!)
So I'm stressed, bags in, I'm thinking less
Plus me and my girl are gonna do a song, caring less about your breath
Well either mind, I'm tryna walk an even line
But schemin' ???? called a seize of mind
I want to cease the blinds, so everybody sees the equal dream
And I know that it's something that we can achieve
But these people can't leave, the anger and jealousy
The pressure pleasuring pain for a chance of a bigger dream
(So it seems...) we're gonna have to do the best we can do
And the best we can do is pray and try to do what I do
[Verse 2: Superstar]
I'm looking for the light
My life is dark, my future look alike
Mean streets rob you of your dreams like a crook at night
Stress free when it's just me and this book I write
Future looking bright, then reality strikes
And it's back to one in the maze, back to feeling the rage
Free slave, but I'm still in a cage
Still drunk and I'm still in a daze
Work hard, feed my whole family, f** minimum wage
Blame my city for the way I was raised
Blame my alcoholic drug-dealing father for the way I behave
I get this feeling in my gut everyday, I'm mad nervous
Feeling worthless, I'm living with no purpose
Yeah, that's the way that I'm feeling, you can't save me
That's why the underground motherf**ers embrace me
Until they see me and turn it into a race thing
I'm never free but I'm me, you'll never change me
[Verse 3: Columbo Black]
Searching for freedom I gaze at an ancient page
Marveling free as the sages say the sky's a shade of gray
Allow my pen to move, no shackles cuffed(?) ? restraints
They anxiously await the next piece Columbo will paint
Totally free in my expression of life, pa**ion and god
Not fashion in cars, JbL tracks are enormous
Stuck in this limbo, trying to get my hands on these dollars
Thinking of selling out, so I can sit in limo's with stars
Yeah, for each person freedom is different, it would amaze you
For some freedom comes with white lines sniffed through the nasal
For some freedom comes with the dollar ?? and ??
For some it's not getting hara**ed by law enforcement
For me freedom is peace of mind
And not wanting to keep an eye, cause streets reek of crime
I'm sitting in this secret clime, where peace be sublime
They teach guys, that ????
Believing my designs, they each wise
To be free, that's what we expect like cheese lines
Life is mad, sure f** around in a speed bump