This is a song about "Dad in jail"

Dropping all that thun thun thun like your soap in the jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I shot my dad in the face

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Stuck in an endless jail, with heart and mind in sight,

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

My dad told them to take me to jail