This is a song about "Eating honey buns in jail"

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

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

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Cancel my reservations, yeah we're eating in

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Supposed to spend the night in jail but i broke that cage.

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes

I just pray for my father in jail.

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

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

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

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