This is a song about "Mum in jail doing drugsl"

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Moms beg me to stop she said ill wind dead or in jail

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell