This is a song about "Snitch crime cell wine"

Bitch threatening to snitch,

You wonda why they call u bitch

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Go like i never seen a red light shine

You burnett's while i'm a fine wine.

So you can thank the little unfair snitch,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Drunk in love,grab a chair drinking wine

Left to fester in a prison cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

From sipping all of this red wine

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine