This is a song about "Woke in paris"

I woke up in a prison hospital this morning, and they told me what i did,

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And than woke up and theres blood right in at my feet

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

But then i woke it was over

Woke up one morning everything was fine

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Why you woke up alone in a bed

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red