This is a song about "Jail probation"

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail

Livestock looked after by herders,probation for internet surfers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Down to probation or a dark location for an unknown duration.

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

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

My dad told them to take me to jail

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

I just pray for my father in jail.