This is a song about "Akay not for sale"

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Every since then our whole city been horrible

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

For you rapping is not meant to be

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

And why the hell am i locked in jail

Don't steal my words just cuz they ain't for sale,

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

As i seenobody cares about my history

Im not made for this is realistically

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

This is how she want to live

For example, not in romances

She can only take so much more than her heart got

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock