This is a song about "Jail"

Cause your sniffin coke someone needs to take your ass to jail

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

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

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

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

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

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

They worked together to get out of the jail,

In jail every 2 weeks/

Tryna kill my dreams

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

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Ain't recieved any mail

Your father sits in jail