This is a song about "Utah jail"

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

They threw away the key, but couldn't jail your mind

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

Heard you might be comin home, just got bail

Cause your sniffin coke someone needs to take your ass to jail

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

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

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale