This is a song about "Carl cizzle compton jail"

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

When i kill'em dead i go to jail,

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

As i light one for ill will

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

They worked together to get out of the jail,