This is a song about "Fuck the feds gang"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

I'm duckin' the feds, touchin' the bread, and hopefully, faithfully,

Snitches here don't got no heart

The feds got- their heads chopped,

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Live your life before the feds get you for a kilo

Convertibles with turbo jets

I painted a crime just for the feds

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Donate a kitty and tell the feds to come get me!