This is a song about "Being in jail"

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

Stuck in an endless jail, with heart and mind in sight,

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

When they posten bail

Your father sits in jail

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

In jail every 2 weeks/

Ass shots in her seven jeans

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail