This is a song about "Dad in prison"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Be free in society or a prison mate

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

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

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Left to fester in a prison cell

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Vizion is that type of nigga to purposely drop the soap in prison,

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Cause im not quite the type of nigga to spend my life in prison

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Was pac right about being conceived in prison