This is a song about "Fuck the police they can smell my weed"

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

Walk that body, talk that body

Three town homes in delaware

I can smell it in the air

Fuck not even the police

If you believe then you can achieve

And muthafuck the quota

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze