I was on my way upstate, for felonies, Mac'll never see
  The sunshine, these good old times, it's haunting me
  My family is wanting me to break free
  Plus it's looking as if I'm about to die, in the arms of the justice
  Plotting my escape, before I made it to the gates
  Thinking I'ma break, no matter what the shit takes
  The maximum incarceration is what they got me facing
  I'm having thoughts of pacing and masturbation
  Laying up in a cell, never seeing females
  Reminiscing about the skins I gave hell, oh well
  Courts ain't even trying to hear my pleases
  Yelling you gonna get parole when hell freezes
  A double murder is what I got to explain to God
  With no holds barred, it's hard, my mind is forever scarred
  Mercy on a soldier, I'm seeing things Nostradamus couldn't see
  When all I really wanna be is free nigga
  
  (Chorus)
  (I want to be free ,oh yeah
  I want to be free ,oh yeah
  I want to be free ,oh yeah
  I want to be free ,oh yeah
  I want to be free ,oh yeah)
  
  Verse 2
  
  My baby girl is pregnant with a future Mac
  Waiting for me to come back, but old judge ain't tryin to hear that
  He wanna see me die of old age, in a two man cage
  A straight rage, I'd rather be on stage
  Instead I'm in the pit, over some shit, I didn't commit
  It was the niggas I was with, but I'm silent
  Its funny how Lucifer can seduce ya
  These so called niggas be on the Seas of Madusa
  Its funny how time walk, when they be in the slammer
  Facing the type of sentences you can't correct with grammar
  And I'm dealing with these lifers, some of these niggas find me attractive
  And be trying to bend me over backwards, but I'm active
  Years add on, every enemy I shank, penitentiary ain't what you think
  I wanna be free, wishing I could strangle up all the jurors and prosecutors
  But I'm trapped with lots of losers
  
  Chorus
  
  Verse 3
  
  Its been 9 months of pain, in this ball and chain
  Still thinkin about them days, I was living vain, ain't it strange
  Cause I'd give anything to move on
  And play a game of peek-a-boo with my newborn
  I'm seeing niggas take they own lives under pressure
  You come in here with attitudes, niggas gonna test ya
  I'm lookin at the gates, ready to break, I don't fake
  Tell the judge I'll be rhyming at his wake
  I'm free nigga