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 no landscape.
Killer on the run, but the walls close tight,
28 years, can’t see the light.
Confessed to the crime, but the clock ran out,
Natalee’s family still living in doubt.
Brawls and beatdowns, he’s lost in the game,
Now he’s fighting demons, but who’s to blame?
Prison blues, yeah, he’s feeling that weight,
Thought he could fly, but he sealed his fate.
Locked in a cage, with nowhere to roam,
Joran van der Sloot, man, you’re far from home.
So here’s the lesson, don’t play with the fire,
Life’s a wild ride, but it can backfire.
Prison blues, yeah, it’s a heavy tune,
Joran’s in the dark, but he’ll see the moon.
