This is a song about "I was in prison"

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Prison was his future , hes going down

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

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

Ill hurt ya soul worse than innocents in a prison

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Be free in society or a prison mate

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Or put in prison like i was a cannibal eating peeps lips for dinner