This is a song about "Getting locked up"

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Her screaming, "you will be locked up with tape over your mouth"

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Everybody getting throwed, keep the dro rolled up

Got caught a few times, i was good as locked up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

Girl i know you like that, you crazy