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

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

I still wish my way out of here, before i become a myth,

But most of my homies in jail or slain

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Of day if i had my way

Hit you from a block away

My mom broke but she posted the bail

My dad told them to take me to jail

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

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

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

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