This is a song about "Blasting cops"

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

So she kisses the stars

And this will be the song that we sing

I utter a line, my enzymes blasting,

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I'm blasting off like a rocket ship acknowledge him