This is a song about "Coppers"

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

A tolerance is built for most folks but not the coppers kid

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Coppers think it's worthy of lady gaga gettin' dirty with a monster and a mobster

Better yet they work my every nerve

Caught up in the system. running from the coppers

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Boppers on top of coppers, they do whatever i say so

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And pot but i refuse to let the coppers win this battle

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Coppers sleight and selling the right to resist their force is just witless

Until the coppers drop in from choppers

And i am ahead of my time like false starters