
Yo, yo, check it, we in the cell block,
Joran's got the blues, man, he’s in a tough spot.
Hanging by a thread, yeah, he tried to escape,
In a Peruvian prison, man, it’s a wild landscape.
28 years for the sins he can't shake,
Natalee’s ghost haunts him, make no mistake.
Prison blues, he’s feeling that weight,
Killer on the edge, can’t handle his fate.
Life in the dark, no light at the gate,
Joran van der Sloot, man, it’s too late.
So here’s the lesson, don’t play with the past,
Karma’s a beast, and it’s coming in fast.
Prison blues, yeah, they’re built to last,
Joran’s in the shadows, his die’s been cast.