This is a song about "Drugs police sex"

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Got the police bustin' at me/

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

By a gang called the police

Convertibles with turbo jets

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace