This is a song about "Behind prison bars"

When it's all said and done

Should be in state prison,

Enough bars, so i don't end up behind em

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Caught up inside this mental prison

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

I see the world through prisms in the system from prison bars,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

They behind bars like they was cooking amphetamine

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Listen.. when you living behind bars, all you have is scars.