[Verse 1: Jesse Rankins]
I’m living in a theoretical n*** 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***a don’t be on that fuck shit, don’t be on that fuck shit, we don’t be on that fuck shit 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 fuck) needs reminding?
I’m so soo sooo in love with me right now
Turned up In freedomville
Uncircumcised cool, impotent embarrassment, big headed fool
Unapologetic in his harassment in the non give a fuckness 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***a n***a n***a living in freedomville-lelelele