This is a song about "Cover"

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Cops errwhere been looking for a nigga.i've hidin', i've been under cover.

I do it to cover up my pain

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Caught in the crossfire look for cover

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Cover surgery prefer mine over

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Cover our habitation in bullshit, no ventilation

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Smother with a chloroform covered cover,

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker