This is a song about "Jail"

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

You can search but you'll never find

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

They threw away the key, but couldn't jail your mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

In jail every 2 weeks/

And she throws up whatever she eats

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

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