There's a drunk'n Irish man dead asleep on the floor
He smells so bad, you think he never showered before
And Tio's spit'n me a rhyme
He wants me to sing on the ouside
When you spend a second night in a cell, you know it's for real
I said, ââ?¬Å?Hey officer, I didn't maim, rape or stealââ?¬Â
He said, ââ?¬Å?Not problem, so sit there real stillââ?¬Â
I'm eat'n cheese off stale bread
Pass on milk so I don't use the can
When you spend a second night in a cell, you know it's for real
The call girl banshees stomp, scream and shout
Their sunken eyes say what the story's about
She say, ââ?¬Å?Hey you there with the pretty hair... 
Is that a man, or is that a girl there?�
When you spend a second night in a cell, you know it's for real
Well it's on your mind how to spend that time
You wish the hours away
All day
It's like a holiday when they're call'n names
We all rush the gate
Like fish in a bowl at feed'n time
Andreas is strung-out, beg'n for some corn flakes
Dishawn is here for drive'n without registration
We're staring at those cold bars
But the other side is where the real thugs are
When you spend a second night in a cell, you know it's for real