This is a song about "Forsyth county jail"

They worked together to get out of the jail,

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

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

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

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

That’s what i call a fairy tale

I just pray for my father in jail.

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

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

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

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

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

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

You can ask los, i was like a young gale