This is a song about "Cops and snitches"

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Toke lots and hope cops

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

U went to the cops and played "lets make a deal"/

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Sayin' that you were tazered and fought 6 fucking cops

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots