This is a song about "Jail bait"

And what fucking jail did i go to?

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Dropping all that thun thun thun like your soap in the jail

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

My mom broke but she posted the bail

When hes coming home from jail

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

And i got that bait, they all bad

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

You are now being used as shark bait