This is a song about "My homie in prison"

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

It's a beautiful bliss

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

Don't know how it's like to be raped by men in prison

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

I'm everything that they call nice

In prison shanked by a knife

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Of what yal think i'm about, if my cousin was never thrown in prison

I be walkin' in those cyphers when i write this shit, my homie flows,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth