Approach so called freedom face-to-face,
Come to the conclusion that U.S. ain't-the-place,
If i considered it free...i'd have nothin to say,
Not a breath in my life comes in a promisin way...
uh...
I usta run shows down at the strip,
Where grown man wit money would clown the tricks,
It was the hot spot...some underage gals,
You'd be clueless the way they shake round-n-round,
I had some daily customers...ordinary people,
Even some lawyers...others like fire n policemen,
The thing was...he had an eye on me but kept it secret,
We usta be good friends...i told him what i'm about,
Then weeks later i found out he's the 1 who ratted me out...

That bitch, if it wasn't fo him i wouldn't sport the orange slacks,
I'd burn the fuckers, but it's the only thing that got my back,
My friends, family...turned on me soon,
"I'll get you outta this"...all promise are broken too,
Fuck em all...especially that damn judge,
He sentenced me fo life...now i'm waitin fo death to come,
These cuffs gon' be released...but me be free?
If that's what u consider gettin hit wit high voltage electricity,
Finally.... i have reached my final destination,
No worries wit this last breath i'm takin...

To my suprise i sniffed the air as i awoke,
The aroma was fresh...the clouds fluttered like smoke,
The image was iffy...but man it feels good,
What happened...what happened to me...that ol crook?
Who cares...i'm think i'm dead but unsure,
I'm breathein freely and fo once i feel pure,
You can't see me...but see this son,
America ain't free...my death has insured this 1