This is a song about "A long song on police working"

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

They're all saying come on everybody sing a long

I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, look

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

Cowering on my stage to long/

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Preaching on green like im working for a lesson

Certainly working on personal courtesies

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I'm working on four dimensions

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Drop another song it's been to long since the last time