This is a song about "Feds"

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

I've been hustling that crack and i've been ducking the feds,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

The feds got- their heads chopped,

February cold as my heart

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

If i see the feds im bouncing

Your feedback ain't flexing

Like black power, too, too clever, forever feds so low watch us,

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

The feds don't even care if im alive or resting peacefully

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,