This is a song about "Cops and gangsta"

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

And the cops went to even go raid his house

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Cops shootin' innocents, and ghettos bustin' caps in asses

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

And boppers hopping on the tops of cops 'cause i say so

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And flies out the building door, now there's cops outside,

On that hard white, i’ll tell you what them scars like