This is a song about "Drugs going to jail"

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Moms beg me to stop she said ill wind dead or in jail

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Got caught on a fence, went to jail, but stay truck fit

And what fucking jail did i go to?

No more amore, i refuse to force you

They worked together to get out of the jail,

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

And we try to keep going

The sun rising while you moaning