This is a song about "Loss brotherhood prison"

But it's more like a prison

I don't trust no one

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

A loss on your part, is a sad thought

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

It's a beautiful bliss

Like money man himself i will neva take a loss

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And i can't help but stare, cause

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Caught up inside this mental prison