This is a song about "Being a police man"

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth

The latter being a constant misconception,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Too afraid of being a loser

Said when i do dirt wit her

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

The police knew our house like a fuckin donut place

The police are just scumbags and a pain in my ass, hemorrhoid

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Grating their face now with ease, bitch gangster's a disgrace i police,