This is a song about "Drugs and money kill cops"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

And the significance of cops

You pull up in parking lots

Toke lots and hope cops

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,