This is a song about "Fuck the cop"

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Rhythm cop, to stop the prodding non-stop.

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

Walk out the door, see some custies, ma wanna cop some blow, ma is busty

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

For the whole plot get yo soul shocked by a cop, you ain't even know it,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Than an a corrupt cop

And it don’t stop

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

I hit a cop blind and pulled the revolved slide

Hannah montana gone cop

It’s hip-hop, not pop