n(Parole Officer)n(980505A)nyeahh nigga whatn(you made parole)nwhat?n(pack your stuff)nthe fuck?n(and get the fuck out of here)nahahanayo man, its about motherfucking time mannayo g, ayo g, son, i got my papers mannI'm out this motherfuckernnI'm out of jail and I'm never going back againnnever selling heroin, never selling crack againndon't work for the government coke packagingndon't fire indiscriminate with the Mac againnmy people are stuck behind glass like a mannequinnthey pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vaticannsecond chance, faith based, two faced, samaritansneverytime we come back, they...nnI'm out of jail and I'm never going back againnnever selling heroin, never selling crack againnI'm out of jail and I'm never going back againnI'm outta, I'm outta, (I'm out this motherfucker!)nnI'm out of jail and I'm never going back againnnever selling heroin, never selling crack againndon't work for the government coke packagingndon't fire indiscriminate with the Mac againnmy people are stuck behind glass like a mannequinnthey pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vaticannsecond chance, faith based, two faced, samaritansneverytime we come back, they keep on cashing innprison labor, third world sweatshop comparisonsntill we kidnap the whole fucking garrisonnyeah, poverty makes people do reckless thingsnbut corporations do worse to protect they blingnprisons are more overcrowded than the rap gamenthey say you are more likely to go to jail with a black namenfreakonomics that I speak through ebonicsnand fuck phonics, little niggas is hooked on chronicnbut if you on stage with the DEA as your hype manndon't get yourself locked up and blame the white mannwe transformed gangs and criminal enterprisesnusing OGs as advisorsnbefore they send us to war after they divide usnbut I won't let them use us like Teddy Roosevelt's Rough Ridersnmy movement's like a jujitsu katani graduated outta prison, so fuck my alma mater, niggann(caller)n(hello)nyeah yeah whats up yo?n(hey, how you doin'?)nyo you know what I just got my papersn(you're fuckin' lying!)nyo I'm coming home to you I'll see you in like a day and a halfn(*screams* oh my god, i'm so happy, are you fuckin' serious?)nyeah I'm dead serious baby, I'm coming homen(oh my god!)nput the little blue thing on for me, aight?n(you got that baby! yea)nnI'm on parole and I'll never be alone againnfuck this place baby, I'm coming home againnshorty wrapped around me, so I'll never be cold againnnever have to knock a nigga out for the phone againnprison ain't the place that you find your rite of passage innit's slavery with nasty food in your abdomennmiddle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack 'em innperpetrators on some fake shit, sweeter than saccharinnjailhouse snitches without corroborating evidencenniggas selling niggas out for two to three benjaminsnbut now I'm free, hit the block eating Entenmann'snBenihana in and out, flow for me to enter innnewspaper pencillin', trying to pay the rent againnex-con job interview, nobody answeringnfeeling violent from the frustation I got pent up innbut not trying to go back to the place i was sent up innturn my own life around, fuck the establishmentnlistening to hip hop like where the fuck the talent went?nhow the fuck did you replace lyrics with your swaggerin'?ni'ma fix that rhymin on with the magnumnI roll up in a caravan, full of north africansnmy squad got more soldier niggas than the saracensncos just watch when the terrorists attack againntheir reaction's gonna be draft us and send us back againnnI'm on parole, and i'll never be alone again,nfuck this place baby, I'm coming home again.nshorty's wrapped around me, so i never be cold again.nnever have to knock a nigga out for the phone again.nprison ain't the place that you find your rite of passage in,nit's slavery with nasty food in your abdomen.nMiddle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack em in.nperpetrators on some fake shit, sweeter than saccharinnn