This is a song about "Cops running behind me"

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

U running without paying me...don't even try

We got money to go get baby

That you aren't behind me,

While young thugs still running away from the cops

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I've got everyone behind me minus you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

They all look crippled behind me