This is a song about "Being a police"

Got a truck that be so big that the police, they can't even tow it,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

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

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

I believed in a higher being.

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Now this is what i call an evening

Or was i just a desolate being

A childhood being depressed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

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

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system