This is a song about "Jail and bud"

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

When he ends up in jail, he'll happily bend over and take it from behind

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

When i get stressed out i have to take a bud

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

I was exceeding while you were smoking the bud,

With such an ugly picture in it and

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Your father sits in jail

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters