This is a song about "Time in jail"

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

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

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

I'll never call you bitch again

But most of my homies in jail or slain

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

If rap was a taboo i would be in a jail