This is a song about "Cops and snitches"

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

I just write that right by a mic stand

Politicians hate us, and these cops just degrade us,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Your friends wit snitches and that gives us suspicion bout you in business.

From poorest snitches to richest

You know i stick to the script

And the cops will need an explanation

My talent should take me places i've never been