This is a song about "Killing my way out of jail"

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

My dad told them to take me to jail

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Im way out of my head, i can't think anymore my brain i fried, it's dead

There must be another route, way out

Emceed my way out, gotta get my payout.

Never troubled by my troubles cause ill sin my way out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

Time is out, stay outta my way

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

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