This is a song about "Out the jail cell"

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

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

But its true who knew the rude dude in blue from cell two

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

If you feel it, it must be real just

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

But i should really be in a jail cell with a straight jacket

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Your father sits in jail

Naija guy like wale