This is a song about "My loves in jail"

Trying to get back to this thing called love

That my tigress loves his highness

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see