This is a song about "Me going to jail for weed"

So call alica keys, cause #no #one is going to stop me from going ham on the universe/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Got to the end of the tunnel

Go to jail, your'e a criminal,

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

It should be a crime for me to draw the line, cause i'm going overtime guy, tonight/

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

For a better life,hoping one day its going to better right

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

But i think i'm going to fast for you, allow me to slow

I just pray for my father in jail.

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat