This is a song about "Captive"

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

My mind holding me captive, and i cannot flee,

You ain’t never been higher than this

Got some prison guards keeping bastards captive,

55. hold tight mu'fucka we be taking you captive,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

And hold them captive like bane

We could only wait like captive in binaries as angels brace the search for discoveries.

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice