This is a song about "Friend going to jail"

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

To my best friend (i fell for)

Ive been to jail so many times i cant keep track

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

And the way its looking now, i think you need to learn to show respect friend,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

And what fucking jail did i go to?

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

Look in the scope, my people still a target

When i kill'em dead i go to jail,

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

You only live once, tonight we do it twice