“Prison Deform” Lyrics by Kodak Black is a latest English song in the voice of Kodak Black. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Prison Deform” song lyrics are also written by Kodak Black. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. In “Prison Deform”, Kodak Black talks about his pain, frustration, and feeling betrayed while locked up. He calls out fake support for prison reform, saying the system is really broken and set up to make people fail. He vents about being judged, misunderstood, and abandoned, using the song to express his truth and emotions.
Prison Deform Lyrics
[Intro]
And first, I was been contemplating on dropping this tonight
But ya know, it’s music, ya know, ya feel me?
My expression through my art, hm
[Verse 1]
Pressure built up and he tense
I hear n****s talking ’bout me through the vent
Built up frustration, you suck another n**** d!ck
Hype it up, Percy, you got a jacket there to cool off
Snorting up (??) like you (??)
Can’t wait to make you rap and get some winner so I can cool off
So I can cool out and I ain’t gotta worry ’bout a shootout, heh
I put water in the way out, I leave a trail
Thinking relations, how they play out, it be betrayal
When I was going through my s*it, they said, “Oh well”
Everybody feeling like it’s, “Fu*k me”
What Black Panther was when I was going through injustice
Like (??) Turner, I can’t see that
I was too busy sitting in that one room where Jay-Z at
Rich, not the (??), do an interview of me
Her n**** left me on seen, st—
I had to answer to the questions that they asking me on TV
You could’ve came through to free me
Black Lives Matter can suck my motherfu*king d!ck
Ain’t nobody care when I was going through my s*it
Yeah, Trump free more n****s than Obama did
If I had a chance, I’d elect that boy again
Stupid-ass n****s don’t wanna sit down with the man
So how’s it feel to execute your plan, dummy?
N****s try to blame it on my money
Made a general statement, I was speaking in third person, mm
They try to twist this s*it to hurt me, mm
Snatching on fool from my table
They boy (??) tried getting me kicked up off my label
Now (??) count a jail, I’m sitting without no bail
(??) leaving prison even though she fine as hell
(??) visit me on the Yatta
He say the game miss me, but I been feeling good without it
I ain’t popping out nowhere like I’m on hustler reds
I just want the money, I don’t care, have the rest, I’m good
N**** try to do something for the hood
Then people turn around and say my new s*it ain’t enough
Prison reform, no prison deform
You seen Kodak Black put the work of being in a miracle
Prison reform, no prison deform
But sending all the other celebrities to a better one
For better s*it, n****s get it, floating around my way
They ego death knew I would’ve killed ’em that day
The people in blue, they ain’t really funny when you black
First up, act n****, Obama, then do that
N****s losing hope ’cause they ain’t loved by anybody
When they smoking dope and talking down on everybody
Prison reform, no prison deform, prison reform
No motherfu*ker, it’s prison deform
Prison reform, no prison deform, prison reform
No motherfu*ker, it’s prison deform, they c—
Ain’t nobody happy for Gucci Mane ’cause he chilling
Like he was better off in prison
I’m so pissed off that I beat when they say, “Since he been with (??), he been happier and his music sounding different,” yeah
And ain’t nobody clapping for Rick Ross and his weight loss
Like he was better unhealthy, when he was dying
I’m some motherfu*ker in a chain, no buying time
[Bridge]
And you know after this, they gon’ try to criticize
But you know I go and I spit the real
The real spill, lil’ bill
[Verse 2]
You know I’ma always keep the Z, (??) you counting me for that
That’s all I know how to do is keep it true, you know what I’m sayin
But I say prison deform, they spitting prison reform
But you know, this s*it set up for me to fail
Send you to prison, then put you on probation
Nine out of ten, you violating, you know
You tell a dude who been carrying the strap all they life
To put the gun down
And they even nothing, you know, s*it, we scared of y’all
You know what I’m saying? We don’t know what y’all finna turn up
Wake up one day and do, you know what I’m saying?
These guys are so used to concealing this motherfu*king fye, own this s*it like an outfit
This s*it like fuhu now, you know what I’m saying?
Fu*king world is dangerous, how you gon’ tell me to put the gun down?
You see where the fu*k I’m at? (Cracker, will you put your ass down?)
I been fu*king and riling, (??) ’round in communities
To see what this s*it, what the fu*k going on up in here?
You know what I’m saying?
Well if they can’t get you like that, they gon’ tell you
They gon’ try to book you, buy drügs
Buy drügs that you consume
The drügs that you end up feeling like that you need
It’s very imperative for your mental, I’m saying? (??)
Man, fu*k, what I put in my body gotta do with me being a bad person and that?
Don’t tell me (??)
Take me away from my family and my children
‘Cause I motherfu*ker, I’m gonna pop a Perc’, I’m just saying
Cracker, I ain’t putting it in yo b!tch
You know what I’m saying? I ain’t putting this s*it in yo body
And, um, you know
It’s music, man, I hope everybody knows
Be all butthurt and feel oh, so sensitive
‘Bout my art, ’bout me expressing myself through my art
I’m Kodak, I paint pictures, (??)
[Bridge]
You know what I’m saying?
And you know, I remember sitting in prison, you know
Just yearning for that su— that support, you know
Especially from the people out here screaming, “Prison reform”
You know, I realized this s*it really prison deform
I ‘member laying out all the tools for y’all to come free me
You know what I’m sayin?
You know, just me putting my political prisoner s*it down
And was like, well I had answers to s*it
I’m saying, you know people really be, for, when s*it convenient for them
Over half of the world been saying
[Verse 3]
(??)
I’on know Jay-Z, Jay-Z don’t owe me nothing
I didn’t even get support from my real ones
That’s yo resources, that’s yo money, you know what I’m saying?
And then you know, I put myself in his shoes, like
He don’t want mils, you know what I’m saying?
He booked me for a few shows, invited me to his parties
He buy me (??) s*it, I come through ‘fore the blood get in my (On the internet)
S*it, ain’t no telling man, you’d probably be right back in jail, man
That lil’ n**** be wilding, so I don’t blame you, fam
You know what I’m saying?
I don’t know what’s gon’ get the whole world mad at me again
You know, I’m just me, expressing myself
Know what I’m saying? And, um
You know, you all feeling me, you all hearing me
Take in a better insight, let’s just let them see how I feel about things
Uh, you know, a better understanding
I know sometimes how I talk and all that s*it, y’all don’t really be
Catching my drift and s*it
Understand my twang, understand my slang, my get-down, you know what I’m saying?
And I’m up from the bottom when I pop a lawyer, man (Florida)
I ain’t really good with my words, sometimes I sound stupid
So I gotta talk through music so y’all really feel me correctly
And s*it, you know when you ‘nique, that’s big bro, you know what I’m saying?
‘Fore I went to prison, he was telling me s*it
Actually had me about fifty M’s right now, he believe in me
I’m the GOAT, he know, he know how I go
He know I was locked in, for real
You know, so for him not to, um
Reach for lil’ bruh while he saw what I was going through, you know
That kinda, uh, hurted me, but ah, s*it, he don’t owe me nothing, either
He don’t owe me nothing, either
You know, I’m explaining myself ’cause I ain’t gotta explain a b!tch-ass thing
I’m doing this so people like—
You know, feel me, see where I come from sometimes, what I’m saying?
Donald Trump, I appreciate you, boy, you did that, you heard me?
S*it, Black Panthers, I ain’t say nothing about y’all
I’m clarifying this ’cause, you know, I’m pro-black
I’m a young black individual from the projects, for real
(??) this song clearing all this up ‘fore y’all get crazy sensitive and s*it
You heard? But it’s a great song, so I’m putting it out
And all that, I ain’t say nothing, but, you know
Y’all ain’t came through for me when I was at injustice
And, um, everybody who was feeling all crazy about Trump, like
You gotta sit down with the man
They end up scrutinizing all kinds of other celebrities by sitting down with ’em
But he came through, tremendously, you know what I’m saying?
They was like, all kind of people be feeling like they know the emphasis
Or feel like they know what to do to save the world
Why not sit down with it, buddy?
So you gon’ pop yo s*it, baby, he-he white
You know I’m saying, you could, he could fix you, you know what I’m saying?
And stuff like that, y’all don’t even know why you don’t fu*k with a n**]
Fu*k, y’all ain’t even— political, uh-huh, you know what I’m saying?
Just going off s*it that child see on the internet or whatever
I have, I— I respect real ones, no matter what
White, black, blue, brown, green, you know what I’m saying?
Now I nut in green, but anything in between, (??)
Yeah, I say Black Lives Matter can suck my motherfu*king d!ck
That’s the only thing I can be mad about
But, s*it, truth be told, I can’t even be mad ’bout this s*it
‘Cause s*it, that organization ran by the cops, you know what I’m saying?
So, uh, I ain’t even got nothing against the croppers, s*it
Y’all win, s*it
[Outro]
(??)
(??) align with the stars, yeah
Other than that, it’s s*it
Yeah
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Prison Deform Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
Here, Kodak is basically saying he thought about whether or not to release this song, but he decided to drop it because music is how he expresses himself. He treats it like his therapy — a way to speak his mind and show his emotions honestly, even if people might not always like what he says. It’s his art, and he wants listeners to feel what he feels rather than just hear the words.
[Verse 1]
This part dives deep into Kodak’s emotions, frustrations, and feelings of betrayal while he was locked up. He starts off describing how pressure and tension build up inside him because he hears people gossiping about him even while he’s in prison, through vents or rumors. He’s angry that people he thought were close to him are talking behind his back instead of supporting him. The frustration makes him lash out in his lyrics, saying that some people fake loyalty or suck up to others for attention. He feels trapped, wanting to “cool off,” meaning he just wants peace, away from violence and chaos.
He then talks about betrayal in relationships, both personal and professional. People he thought cared about him turned away when he was going through his lowest times. When he needed support, no one really cared. He compares that to movements or public figures that speak on justice but didn’t help him when he was in trouble. When he mentions things like “Black Panther” or Jay-Z, he’s really talking about how those who have influence didn’t step up for him even though they talk about helping their community. That disappointment hurts him because he expected at least some help or acknowledgment from people in powerful positions.
Kodak also talks about how people and the media twisted his words to make him look bad. He feels misunderstood and misrepresented — like people took things he said out of context just to attack his character. He says people tried to blame his problems on his fame or money, as if success automatically makes someone guilty or arrogant. He’s frustrated with that stereotype. He then mentions his struggles with the music industry — people at his label trying to push him out, fake friends eating off his success, and the legal system trapping him with no bail. It’s a cycle he can’t easily escape.
When he says “Prison reform, no prison deform,” he’s criticizing how the system claims to help inmates but is really broken. He’s calling it “deform” because it damages people more than it fixes them. He believes the justice system sets people up to fail instead of rehabilitating them. He also notices how celebrity inmates or famous people get treated differently from regular prisoners — some get better conditions, which he thinks is unfair. He contrasts how society treats different people and exposes hypocrisy in how “reform” is presented publicly.
Then he mentions racial inequality and injustice, saying cops aren’t friendly when you’re Black. He’s pointing out how the system and society treat Black men unfairly, from everyday life to high positions like Obama’s presidency. He talks about losing hope, using drügs, and people putting each other down because they feel unloved and stuck in struggle. His “prison deform” phrase keeps repeating as a chant against fake activism and failed reform efforts.
Toward the end, he talks about how society celebrates people’s pain more than their healing. He gives examples like Gucci Mane and Rick Ross — people said they were better or more interesting when they were in bad shape or in prison, rather than happy and healthy. Kodak hates that kind of mindset where people prefer to see artists suffer because it makes their art more “authentic.” He’s tired of that toxic view and calls it out, saying he just wants to live and not always be seen as someone trapped in trouble.
[Bridge]
He knows that after dropping a song like this, people will criticize him. But he doesn’t care because he’s telling the truth as he sees it. He’s just being real, saying what others are afraid to say, and expressing his feelings directly through his art.
[Verse 2]
Kodak continues by saying he’s always going to stay true to himself and his roots — what he calls “keeping the Z,” representing his identity and authenticity. He says again that the whole “prison reform” idea is a lie, and the system is built for failure. He explains how after prison, many people are put on probation, and most end up violating it because the system is designed that way. It’s like a trap — they set you free but keep you chained through rules that are almost impossible to follow perfectly.
He talks about how hard it is to tell someone who’s always carried a gun for safety to suddenly stop, especially in dangerous environments. He says people like him grew up scared and had to protect themselves because the world is unsafe. So when the system tells them to “put the gun down,” it’s not that simple — it ignores the reality of where they come from. He even flips it, asking why white officers or people in power don’t also “put their guns down.” It’s a way of saying, don’t just blame or police the poor or the Black community — look at the whole picture.
He also discusses how the system targets people through drügs, either by criminalizing what they use or trapping them in addiction. He argues that what someone puts in their body shouldn’t be used to judge their character or worth as a person. He hates how drug use becomes a reason to lock people up or separate them from their families instead of offering real help. He’s not saying drügs are good, but he’s frustrated with being criminalized for coping in a hard world.
He makes it clear that his art is his way of expressing himself, and people shouldn’t take it too seriously or be overly sensitive about it. He’s being raw and honest, painting his truth through music. It’s not about being politically correct — it’s about being human and real.
[Bridge]
In this part, he reflects on being in prison and how lonely it felt when the same people shouting about “prison reform” didn’t support him. He says that made him realize that the whole movement isn’t as real as it looks — people care only when it benefits them. He remembers putting in effort to raise awareness and even giving people a chance to help him, but no one really showed up. He feels used and forgotten, realizing that most people are only there when it’s convenient. His frustration comes from being a living example of how the system and society fail people but nobody truly steps up to fix it.
[Verse 3]
Here, Kodak opens up more personally. He says he doesn’t know Jay-Z personally and doesn’t blame him, but he’s disappointed that people with influence didn’t reach out when he was struggling. He understands that Jay-Z doesn’t owe him anything, but it still hurts when those with power choose silence instead of support. He compares it to someone having all the tools and connections to help but not doing it, even when they could.
He acknowledges that maybe people didn’t help because they were afraid he might mess up again or get in trouble — he admits he has a wild side, so he gets why they kept their distance. Still, that doesn’t stop him from feeling let down. He also talks about how people online and in public misunderstand him, always waiting for a reason to get mad at him again. But he insists he’s just expressing himself honestly, not trying to offend anyone.
He says sometimes people don’t understand how he talks or where he’s coming from because of his slang or background. That’s why he uses music to explain himself — it’s how he communicates best. He mentions “’nique,” probably referring to someone close or a mentor figure who believed in him and saw his potential, saying he could’ve been worth millions if things went differently. It’s bittersweet — he’s thankful for the belief but still feels hurt by the lack of support when things went wrong.
Kodak also gives props to Donald Trump for freeing him, saying he appreciates that more than all the “woke” movements that didn’t help. He clarifies that he’s not against being pro-Black — he’s proud of being a young Black man from the projects — but he’s calling out the hypocrisy in certain movements that only speak up selectively. He believes people should be willing to sit down with anyone who has the power to make change, even if they’re unpopular. He’s tired of people judging others for trying to solve problems in unconventional ways.
He says most people don’t really know what they’re talking about when it comes to politics — they just repeat what they see online without understanding the full picture. He doesn’t care about race when it comes to respect; he values real people, no matter the color. Then he brings back his anger toward the Black Lives Matter organization, saying they didn’t actually help him or others in real need. To him, the movement feels fake and controlled by the same system it claims to fight. He ends the verse saying he’s not even mad anymore — he’s just accepted how things are, that the system and the people in it often win while the truth gets ignored.
[Outro]
He wraps it up calmly, saying things will fall into place eventually, like stars aligning. But for now, he accepts that the world is messy and imperfect, and he’s just speaking his truth through it all.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung Prison Deform song?
A. Prison Deform song is sung by Kodak Black.
Q. Who wrote Prison Deform lyrics?
A. Prison Deform lyrics are penned by Kodak Black.
Q. Who has given the music of Prison Deform song?
A. Prison Deform music is composed and produced by Kodak Black.
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