Jail Call

Casanova

专辑：Behind These Scars

歌词

作词 : Terence Odige/Caswell Senior/Rafael Cameron Jr.

作曲 : Terence Odige/Caswell Senior/Rafael Cameron Jr.

This call will be recorded and monitored

I have a collect call from Caswell Senior

An inmate at County Detention Facility

Hello

Have you ever thought of suicide

On a jail call while your mother cryin'

She ain't understand you had to ride

It was him or you it was do or die

Pick up I'm on a jail call

I got some shit I gotta tell y'all

Slowly walkin' down the corridor

I got four in 24 more

They sayin' free me on the internet

I'm an hour away ain't get a visit yet

Plus my commissary gettin' low

My nigga s on trial hope they don't blow

But if they beat the case that'll be the day

'Cuz nigga s fightin' murders with a legal aid

All this time this can't be real

Man I shoulda took a plea deal

The whole system need to rebuild

shit look what they did to meek mill

Plus my bunkie is a junkie

My baby momma told my momma she don't want me

She told me what she gotta visit for

And I should never bring my child on no visit floor

Have you ever thought of suicide

On a jail call while your mother cryin'

She ain't understand you had to ride

It was him or you it was do or die

Pick up I'm on a jail call

I got some shit I gotta tell y'all

I'm just claimin' what I'm bangin' on the walk in

C-74 I brought my hawk in

But this sickle cell got me coughin'

Feel like the only way I leave is in a coffin

20-somethin' more years tryna hold on

Can't wait to see the parole board

But they'll probably hit me with another five

Then another five sometimes I wanna cry

Sittin' in my cell sometime I wanna die

Kill myself sometime I wanna try

Then I think of all the good times

Caught another case now they took my good time

They said I cut a nigga in the face

But so what he was outta place

And to the trappers buyin' houses livin' beautifully

Don't end up in this gated community

Have you ever thought of suicide

On a jail call while your mother cryin'

She ain't understand you had to ride

It was him or you it was do or die

Pick up I'm on a jail call

I got some shit I gotta tell y'all

Every morning I wake still livin' behind these gates

My spirit start to deflate gotta live with this one mistake

My man started that beef he know I had it on me

I caught a body for that nigga and he ratted on me

Damn that nigga ****ing with the cops

My baby mom ain't just ****in' man she ****in' with the ops

I should've known she was a mother****in' thot

I'm thinkin' to myself

Why I left my mother****in' block

I shoulda stayed my a*s home in the crib chilled with the kids

Went outsite shootin' a cig look what I did

shit I left my babies fatherless

They gon' feel how I felt when my father left

Suicide thoughts just a part of stress

What they givin' me meds and I'm beyond depressed

So sorry momma I'mma end it all

Soon as I end this call

Have you ever thought of suicide

On a jail call while your mother cryin'

She ain't understand you had to ride

It was him or you it was do or die

Pick up I'm on a jail call

I got some shit I gotta tell y'all