This is a song about "Dad in jail"

I shot my dad in the face

But she took it in his place

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

In jail every 2 weeks/

Everything ain't what it seems

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

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Stuck in an endless jail, with heart and mind in sight,

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

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

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

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

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players