This is a song about "Dad being in prison"

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I told him get his 9 and run

Should be in state prison,

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

In prison shanked by a knife

I need a backyard full court size

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I believed in a higher being.

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

That you just dropped the soap in prison

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done