This is a song about "Cages"

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

For gambling wages, locked us in cages,

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

They're trying to exterminate us lock us up in these cages

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Trapped in mainstream cages, workin', pays 'em in wages,

People are trapped like rats in cages, it snaps and snarls 'em,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Before the gov't throws us into cages like we're cattle

And you niggas will acknowledge this

The comfortable cages

Wont silent the wreckage, but sirens are stacked cages, that lack phases,

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Afterwards i like to lock them up in cages