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

You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

It’s hip-hop, not pop

I run out on the job.

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all only in it for the cars

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

On the phone, fuck im feelin dizzy, rippin out the cord

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

*boom boom* the cops bust in, he's dead on the floor,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Aidan, the cops are here? fuck, i was doing fine,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

"ah, what the fuck, shut!" that's when the cops pulled up.