This is a song about "Being a police man"

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

By a gang called the police

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Now move a little bit to the left

A childhood being suppressed,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

They claim it as their own, africa

But being crazy man i could of told yah

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Im being a bit over dramatic?

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king