This is a song about "Fourth of july"

Of which im not exactly proud of,

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Of being of always getting wired

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Beaches of normandy.

If you ain't about money

Then put it into sex drive

Of the book of your life

Out of mind out of sight

I’ll be back on the same night