This is a song about "Feds"

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

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

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

If i see the feds im bouncing

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Feds cannot uncover the tracks i leave for them either