This is a song about "Yo lets have u locked up"

Her screaming, "you will be locked up with tape over your mouth"

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Yo yo yo, lets bring it from the top down, the only way is down from here,

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And i'll end up in a bed up in the hospital locked,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

I'll be locked up in jail categorized

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

I miss you at my recent show

So lets kill all of the faggots yo