This is a song about "Mum in jail"

Your father sits in jail

Ain't recieved any mail

Dropping all that thun thun thun like your soap in the jail

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

And if you love substance you'll love wale

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

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

When he ends up in jail, he'll happily bend over and take it from behind

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Supposed to spend the night in jail but i broke that cage.