This is a song about "Rico is in jail"

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

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

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Moms beg me to stop she said ill wind dead or in jail

Then take it down slow

Im from puerto rico

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall