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

That you just dropped the soap in prison

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

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

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

I just pray for my father in jail.

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

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,