This is a song about "Cops and snitches"

Toke lots and hope cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Cops frisk with the glock clips, now they stop and freeze,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

And the significance of cops

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Politicians hate us, and these cops just degrade us,

The prowlin' cops and enemies, we end up on cots,

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

But these rogue corrupt cops go and stop me in a line,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

And i know what all the cops are bastards