This is a song about "My brother in jail"

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

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

La'mare, his brother said hang in there my little solider things will get better believe me

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

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

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Press throw and brother see my demons in three pieces

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

After lebron, i'm what's next

My best friends brother hung himself,

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

I'll get in your brother,