This is a song about "5 months til he gets out of jail"

But most of my homies in jail or slain

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

He knew he was gonna die so he lets out a deep breathe and closes both of his

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

The scars on his fist, the adrenaline he gets,

Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Gets home after a night out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

He gets so frustrated

Then play you all my latest shit