This is a song about "Convicts"

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

While all my niggas was out getting gunned down or turning into convicts

My bars on lock like convicts in prisons without permission

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin