This is a song about "Out the jail cell"

Your father sits in jail

Naija guy like wale

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

They worked together to get out of the jail,

They threw away the key, but couldn't jail your mind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

As i sweated out the suffer in ma cell lyrics were ma release

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail