This is a song about "Criminals"

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

See the way we get portrayed as criminals, that ain't honest,

Blame it on "im back" for the fact that we're criminals

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Portray us when they make us all the rednecks and criminals,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

To save criminals from miserables,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And it’s amazing and it’s crazy shady natures of criminals,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Play this shit while you contemplate

I'm feeling the same, all these criminals paid