This is a song about "Cop it"

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

This rap game’s tainted, who’s villain, who’s cop,

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Rhythm cop, to stop the prodding non-stop.

I know what you do with that

Can't even cop it, two cops hit

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Okay man you do the drop

Shot 'em up like i'm a rabid cop./

While we on that racist cop shit, riches for corporations off it,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Cause we done did that

Imma cop me a rocket