This is a song about "My loves in jail"

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

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

My dad told them to take me to jail

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

And if you love substance you'll love wale

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

Got in more trouble as i got up that age