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

Emceed my way out, gotta get my payout.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

When we fuck she say

Of day if i had my way

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Never troubled by my troubles cause ill sin my way out

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

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

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

My dad told them to take me to jail

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

We should be presidents of pussy town, the way we killing that bush

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof