This is a song about "I m going to jail to the roy"

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Going to the southern land

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

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

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Well here's how to keep the flow going

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I need a jail house to free my dogs

They worked together to get out of the jail,

Hit the block like a postman with mail

And if you love substance you'll love wale

My dad told them to take me to jail

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Supposed to spend the night in jail but i broke that cage.

I"m the designated driver

Ya'll wife and white knight her