This is a song about "Dropping the soap in jail"

I'm name dropping clowns to dirt like the rain brought in nouns, i'll turn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

We robbing the hot topic and dropping

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild