Behind bars, you cry
But on the streets, you were acting like this tough guy.
Disrespectful here, disrespectful there.

Behind bars, now you see things differently.
You no longer running the streets.
But still playing games on that foolish female.

Baby, I love you.
Well, did you call your mama?
The first one you should have called.

Oh, I love you.
Oh, words said from behind bars.
And there you go with a sad story show.

Behind bars, you're upset.
When called a slave to the prison system?

And there you behind bars crying about getting railroad.
Or public defender or paid lawyers doing you wrong.

But you never ask yourself the main question?
Who put you behind bars?
Not the jury, they played a part.
Not the judge, they played a part.
But your decision put you behind bars.

You just upset with the outcome.