This is a song about "Currupt police"

The science and the art, africa

Fuck the police nigga

It's roc nation, this my team

Thought police, your mind's not green.

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

I'm cut and im bleeding currupt thoughts i defeated

Police discovery early the next day

You know we kick it like everyday