This is a song about "Now shackled in side these prison wall s i gotta break free"

Make sure to give them my all

Written in blood on the wall

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

Side em on blister free

Summertime in the city

I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Now i gotta fuck your mother

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

So i gotta break some records, so ill know how needles feels