This is a song about "Fuck the cops"

I don't see a problem

I can hear the cops come

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Checked her pulse then took off fuck calling the cops call me a dick,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Fuck the cops bitch, if they come up i'll then ignore cars,

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

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Fuck the cops, i got no morals

On the slow jam of love

We're about to fuck, but my luck turns bad when the cops bust in,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

You pull up in parking lots

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops