This is a song about "I was in prison"

Are sick in prison, don't get it twisted, it's wicked, in fact i sin,

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

Because he made his decision

That you just dropped the soap in prison

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

I see the world through prisms in the system from prison bars,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Should be in state prison,

Can’t you see just how long my run

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Don't know how it's like to be raped by men in prison

Of what yal think i'm about, if my cousin was never thrown in prison

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks