This is a song about "Forsyth county jail"

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

That's why tonight im gonna rape a slut and go to jail

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

Cause your sniffin coke someone needs to take your ass to jail

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

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