This is a song about "Going prison"

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Should be in state prison,

Then you're going to prison i bet you/

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

And if you pay for that yourself

No more prison and cells

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Hey your honor, is you kidding

From hell your out of prison

I don't trust no one

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

Senior citzens, i free 'em, release 'em from this mere prison

That you just dropped the soap in prison

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run