This is a song about "Being in locw"

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Cause being in here is all 'bout your hard work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Blow up and being in a position

And this will be the song that we sing

I believed in a higher being.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Instead of being in class

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Maybe i should quit being romantic and just stick it in