This is a song about "Fuck the police and gangs and murder"

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

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

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Fuck not even the police

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

The police are just scumbags and a pain in my ass, hemorrhoid