This is a song about "Life behind bars"

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

These 16 bars arent gonna get you life,you need peace

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

Pastries,i am mentally scarred a psycho stuck in these bars like i got life though

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

And the hugs from behind

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Stayed behind the bars of the prison, farthest from cars n' the women insane at best

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

They behind bars like they was cooking amphetamine

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team