This is a song about "Escaping the police"

But make sure if they do see

Got the police bustin' at me/

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Phones booming got the police on the chase,

Got the police bustin' at me/

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

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

But according to the police

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Police discovery early the next day

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental