This is a song about "Straight jacket"

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

Cold days without a jacket

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Got mad rhymes that's in a strech jacket

The real muscle in the message of that

You saw a woman in a jacket, you had a smile in, your face as you slowly

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

When the club gets played

Thats why my flow flies straight,

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

But i should really be in a jail cell with a straight jacket