This is a song about "Cops in my house looking for drugs"

Looking in the seven seas looking for third eye treasure

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Take her back to where i live

Cops came to our house many times

Rewind, i'm still looking for my mind,

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Looking in my eyes, i'm looking through your eyes

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bill's, cops looking for us

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,