This is a song about "Sodomy in prison"

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Ill hurt ya soul worse than innocents in a prison

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

I slain in a way so clean i've never been in this place called prison

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

I see the world through prisms in the system from prison bars,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,