This is a song about "A hasty jail"

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Hit the block like a postman with mail

My dad told them to take me to jail

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

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

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

I just pray for my father in jail.

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Heard you might be comin home, just got bail

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

In jail every 2 weeks/

Get blown like lawn leaves