This is a song about "Calling the cops bro"

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Checked her pulse then took off fuck calling the cops call me a dick,

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

God calling the name but we didnt give a reply

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Where would i be without my dogs