This is a song about "15 n goin to jail"

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

Moms beg me to stop she said ill wind dead or in jail

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Cause your sniffin coke someone needs to take your ass to jail

You're my reflection and all i see is you

And what fucking jail did i go to?

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Ive been to jail so many times i cant keep track