This is a song about "Bank robbery and cop"

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Cop the .357 and 9 mill- i don't fuck with even digits

So i got you this present, go in my bank and take a million,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Shoot a cop in the head and get 15 high fives

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Don't need to make bank and flaunt around a gold necklace...

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

I can shoot 'em there, dress up like a cop and abort,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford