This is a song about "Feds"

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

I'm duckin' the feds, touchin' the bread, and hopefully, faithfully,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Okay man you do the drop

The feds got- their heads chopped,

Cops watchin' us, tappin', yo the feds buggin' me,

Of the vhs especially during sex baby