This is a song about "Fuck the cops im on the run"

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Im on a higher level, fuck a trick in the basement

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

So take the stage just show me what you got

Until the cops' shots on hot blocks reach a cold spot,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Fuck the cops, i got no morals

Im not a wannabe,so don't front on me,i had the cops break my front window and taser

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches

I'm on the run, keep running

Man, straight and no fucking