This is a song about "Prison house blues"

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Cold world no blanket son

Should be in state prison,

Prison was his future , hes going down

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

So many would say you lose, let me investigate like blues clues,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been