Free Me

[Verse]
Ever felt the pain of
Your baby boy crying from hunger and you know you ain't got no change?
So you hit up your partner to ask for a dollar, but he leave you hangin'
Would hit up your momma, but she been doin' double shifts just to make it
Would hit up your father, but on the low, you don't even know where he stay at
And you shouldn't even be broke, the whole world know you signed to a major
Try to hit up your dawg, he like, "What you mean? Where RCA at?"
So you hit up your A&R and play your card to finesse you a payment
But he say you spent all your budget on beats and recordin' arrangements
And lake trips and planе tickets
I'm thinkin', "Okay, well, don't take it from Sony, I know I ain't famous
But you hеar my son in the background, he screamin', and you know what his name is
That's Cairo, my baby, my little baby boy, that's my angel, I swear I'll get dangerous"
I was thinkin' about hittin' the Riverdale street with the heat, leavin' somebody brainless
Then I thought 'bout how that would destroy the whole testimony I been out here proclaimin'-claimin', yeah, yeah
I lost hope that night
Thought bout clutchin' a .44 that night
Really thought 'bout sellin' dope that night
And naturally, I got to thinkin' 'bout who I could blame, then
I looked over to my wife and told her it was over, she was in the way
Then I came, then I went, I came, then I went again and filed for divorce
Sick to see my heart turned cold, no ounce of remorse, I was smilin' in court
Then, I got on social media to tell the world and announce the report
I made it seem like I just made it out of a horrible challengin' war
And they celebrated me for it
But pound for pound, she held me down since I was a child, goin' off the deep end
My daddy put me out the house, yellin' down the street, callin' me a demon
I was like, "Okay, no problem, I'ma hit the street and be straight in a week, then"
She was there to pick lil' Monty up and give the boy a bed that he could sleep in
Now I've been feelin' like a— (Now I've been feelin' like a—), I've been feelin' like a weak dad
I done turn in to a, "Here's some money, can I see my kids once or twice a week?" dad
Wish I could be a complete dad
Really wish I could be a Beleaf dad
Really wish I could be at the games, picture-frame-hangin'-in-my-office-suite dad
I was screaming, "Free me from my marriage and free me from Sony"
I was screaming, "Free me from my pastor," swear sometime' I think he think he can control me
Then, I realized God had paired me up with all these people just to see if He could grow me
'Cause blamin' everybody else was gettin' old, time to leave that game alone, put that on Ginóbili
I was blamin Phil Thornton, Jeremy Castro, blamin' Gabby and Steve
I was blamin' Doc Watson, aw hell, I was blamin' Adam and Eve
I learned to do it on my own, if you wanna bang, homie, you can hang with me
But I know I'ma die alone, when it's my time to go, you can't share my grave with me
And when I get to heaven and my Lord and Savior ask me where all my achievements at
None of y'all gonna be standin' by my side just for me to point a finger at
I cut everybody off on my path to freedom
Just to find that whole time I was the only one I needed to be free from
So when everybody finally left, I looked in the mirror and I could only see me
I blamed myself for the first time, and that's when I finally saw the free me
Free me

[Outro]
I guess I had to lose everything to find the one thing that really mattered, some self-awareness
You know, the dangerous thing about never takin' responsibility for what goes wrong is you never have a point of reference as to how to make things go right
You can't grow like that
And I never would've made it through this season without my brother Todd, my mother, and God (God, God)
They held me down when I had nothing left
Southside Monty
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me, free me, free me
Free me, free me