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

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Well taking my big dick deep is the only way out

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

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

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

Follow me i know my way out of here we aint going away for no years

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Emceed my way out, gotta get my payout.

Never troubled by my troubles cause ill sin my way out

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

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

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish