This is a song about "Fuck the police"

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

But in the meantime it's lights please

By a gang called the police

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

But five years from now i bet she see

Got the police bustin' at me/

Can't tell which direction the police are..

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

I be gettin' money

Got the police bustin' at me/

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Forget the police! i'll piss in the street!