This is a song about "Coming out of my cage"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

#2 is this for real? my words aren't coming out, i'm holding back my tears,

You're about to get shattered i see the liquid coming out of your bladder.

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

While my pen caresses within it's cage

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

So starting today, i'm breaking out of this cage