Lyrics:

This recorded call is from an inmate at
A California state correctional facility
So what you do to stay on point, homie?
You know, when I ain't readin', I'm writin' my lyrics
You know, doin', you know, work on these lil' keyboards
If I ain't doin' that, I'm studyin'
Studyin' up on this, on my religion
Ah, Islam, and, you know, tryna be the best Muslim I could be
I know you had to knock a motherfucker out now, huh?
Yeah, I had to knock me a nigga out one time
But that was the last, you know
Once you, once you get that fight out the
Way, all the rest of 'em smooth sailin'
'Cause ain't nobody gon' test you after that
But, yeah, I had to knock me a big nigga out once
So what you needin' right now, homie?
What am I needin' right now?
What you needin' the most, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like what's the main shit that's on your mind right now?
Ah, man, it's the, uh, the, the ho, my wife, you know what I'm sayin'?
To kick it with my babies, I need to
But, you know, I can't do none of that right now
So, you know, you know, basically, you know
You know, while you up in here, it ain't too much you gon' be needin'
You know what I'm sayin'? Just to keep the books fat
I know you been in that motherfucker
Writin', comin' up with some shit, huh?
Definitely, writin' all kinds of, you know what I'm sayin'?
I got to stay fresh up on the, you know, this what I do, you know?
Yeah, this what I was born to do
So y'all know, man, come on, man, y'all know I got to stay fleshed up
You know, the flesh gon' be fleshed, you know?
I gotta, I gotta come, I gotta stay wicked like the Stack supposed to
Tell me the main shit you want these motherfuckers to know out here
For one, for one, when I get back there on the mic with
My, with, with my dogs there, you see what I'm sayin'?
I'm, you know what I'm sayin'?
We gon' be a force always to reckon with
Comin' up with some hot shit, huh?
I'm gettin' tighter and tighter every day, you know what I'm sayin'?
I, I'm still, you know, I'm kinda like, you know
You know, I'm gettin' buff, you know what I'm sayin'?
My chest is kinda like stickin' up, stickin'
Out there, you know what I'm sayin'?
And, ayy, when it comes to rhymin' on the
Mic, I'm a lil' bit swifter and quicker
So, you know, you know, man, you know
We just gon' be a force to reckon
With by the time I get back out there
So what you got planned once you get out, homie?
Go straight to work, I'm goin' to work, I'm workin' nonstop
I ain't no, no joke, no bull in my game
I'm goin' to work and I ain't gon' stop workin'
Sun up to sun down, I'm workin', I'm
Goin' to work, that's all I'm doin'
Ayy, man, hold on for a minute
Let me see if I can get the rest of the fellas on the line