This is a song about "Being in prison"

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Paid my time my day for all i have given, feels like being locked away in prison

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Of what yal think i'm about, if my cousin was never thrown in prison

Should be in state prison,

Work straight out the kitchen

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

In this system/ got that weed flowing through, i could end up in prison/

I slain in a way so clean i've never been in this place called prison

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

That you just dropped the soap in prison

Top ranked, number one my son

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun