This is a song about "My brother in jail"

In jail every 2 weeks/

Can barely walk the city streets

But most of my homies in jail or slain

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

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

I just pray for my father in jail.

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

All on the furniture with no regards

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

So many young black males are incarcerated in jail,