[Verse 1: Jesse Rankins]
I’m living in a theoretical nude place where
my unmentionables that I usually cover up hang loose
am I too naked, am I too naked, am I too naked? Yea
And my theoretical balls love the freedom of their non constrained space
n*gga don’t be on that f*ck sh*t, don’t be on that f*ck sh*t, we don’t be on that f*ck sh*t naw.
Is there something you want to say? Anything you want to tell me?
I’m comfortable in this space some people are scary,
but no, no, no not I
this is freedomville!
[Verse 2: Jesse Rankins]
It’s my place where I belong, no need for posturing or hiding
na na nobody's perfect or so I’ve been told
But who the (who the f*ck) needs reminding?
I’m so soo sooo in love with me right now
Turned up In freedomville
Uncirc*mcised cool, impotent embarrassment, big headed fool
Unapologetic in his harassment in the non give a f*ckness of bliss-ness
And to some this might sound like blah blah blah
That’s because you never had a ménage à trois
With uncertainty, courage, and risk
Now that you know, is there something you would like to tell me?
Anything you want to see? This is more or less a feeling in no particular place
Cause I ya I ya I ya I ya ya ya n*gga n*gga n*gga living in freedomville-lelelele