This is a song about "Jail"

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

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

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

Your father sits in jail

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

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

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

That's why tonight im gonna rape a slut and go to jail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail