This is a song about "Jailhouse"

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Still the pain recites at it's own heights, heard from all levels of the house

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

There is no where you can run your in the cell

They worked together to get out of the jail,

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

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

A lake or ditch that's what happens to a snitch

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Rocking that twist like elvis presley

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head