This is a song about "Jail"

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

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

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

When hes coming home from jail

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And if you love substance you'll love wale

I just pray for my father in jail.

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

And i'm raw, fish scale

Your father sits in jail

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail