This is a song about "Life sentence"

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

Even if she knew you were wrong, she'd let you complete the sentence.

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Without a sentence bail, it’s 25 to life,

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

In the brain i'm given with every sentence i've written i've inflicted

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

He sings just one sentence, gleams in only his own presence,

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

Every sentence i say, will make you question your religion you fakes//

I'll let u finish the sentence

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love