This is a song about "Boyfriend in jail"

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

I said believe in your dreams

In jail every 2 weeks/

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Your father sits in jail

My mom broke but she posted the bail