This is a song about "Copping plea"

Stuck in this pit with something drippin, get me out hear my plea

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Poppin' shit off, get to bloggin' and to copping it or,

As i seenobody cares about my history

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

I'll lyrically destroy you, then get off with insanity plea

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Why i always on my knees to beg and plea

But cus i raise my voice anytime you try to plea

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Jay stop playing with me, i drop bombs i don't plea, i got a mind to be,

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

I plea. i plea. lord please keep jodi down here with me.