This is a song about "County jail"

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Heard you might be comin home, just got bail

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

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

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

They worked together to get out of the jail,

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

When they posten bail

When hes coming home from jail