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

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

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Fuck the police nigga

Who knows what the

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,