This is a song about "Break the rules and get locked up"

Make up and break up but no more repeat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Or did you not get the rules

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Been locked up eight years on the real

You light-years behind here

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Cant let my soul free its locked up and my demons through away the key

And all my homies locked down and they waitin' to get released

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep