This is a song about "Black people getting shot by police"

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

I'm about to call the police, this is getting extreme

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Young black males targeted by alarming arrest rates,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

I'm fucking getting people to notice,

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars