Verse 1
Yeah, Might Be Heading Back To The Cell Soon
I'm a Drop The Tape Before I Go, I Hope It Sell Soon
This Song's About Something Different, I Might Head To Jail Soon
I'm Through Hiding From 5-0, I Can't Stand My Bed Room
Yeah, I Can't Go, I Repeat I Can't Go
I Gotta Quit Getting Caught Up, With 5-0
Yeah, It's The Drug Test, That's The Reason, I'm Heading In
The Chief At My Door, I Don't Wanna Let Him In
Yeah, I Hate That Way The Cuffs Feel
I Can't Help That, I Love The Way My Weed Drugs Feel
Yeah, I hate This Criminal Life
I'm The Type That Life A Subliminal Life
Yeah, I Might Hit The Cell Soon
I'll Be Fine As Long, As A Blood Got The Same Cell Too
Uh, I Can't Stand This Life
But The Uncle Got Killed, I Gotta Live His Life
Yeah, Stone Kings Is The Only Thing, I Think About
I Hope We Multiply, We Can't Get Dryer, Than a Drought
I Told My Homies I Was Going In, They Sat & Pout
Yeah, If I Go In, Jacob Promise You'll Keep Us Strong
Cause If We Fall Out, Then That's Just Fuckin' Wrong
If a Crip Come In territory, Then Break His Bones'
I Promise I'll Find a Way To Call Ya, Through The Jail Phones
Uh, Hopefully I Don't Gotta Go
This Was About My Jail Life, So Now I Gotta Go