This is a song about "Family in prison"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,

So that you don't end up in prison or at a mortician

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I slain in a way so clean i've never been in this place called prison

In prison shanked by a knife

Inferior, but i'm nice

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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

That you just dropped the soap in prison

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick