This is a song about "Polk county"

Tryna kill my dreams

In jail every 2 weeks/

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Bitch you say your my grade but we ain't in the same division,

Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Bitch i'm trapped in my zone

Soon as i come home

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

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale