This is a song about "Prison house blues"

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

Oh its over whole time she knows this

From the lake to the blues every day life is

Playing my blues, while the hypocrites debatin' my views,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Got some prison guards keeping bastards captive,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Girls fast how jamaicans run

But it's more like a prison

On the bible you can run

Schools are like a prison

Foundation till i built my house

Heystop running your mouth