This is a song about "Currupt police"

Yeah, one time for the

Fuck the police nigga

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Fuck not even the police

They're so dope, i hear police sirens

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

U prolly the one callin police

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I'm cut and im bleeding currupt thoughts i defeated