This is a song about "Cops rocks jail fail delete seat"

I relinquish tha seat

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

That i was gonna fail

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

So i gotta pitch them this, for a better outcome

She prayed on me passing that bar

And delete that weed you are

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Loud as hell screaming out the back seat

Might fail, still always trying,

Why not me the same thing

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Everybody knows that they would never fail,

Come in, mi'lady, take a seat.

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep