This is a song about "Fuck the popo"

Boy what the fuck, not again, naah, no, not the fuck, fuck a rucus, suck a bus

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Bumping flocka, fuck the drama

The popo aint numbered yet, my mind still backed up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

I'm the sushi king

The fuck are you saying?

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

They said i'm insane but them popo still give me probation.

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Fuck all the blacks and fuck all the motherfuckin whites

What the fuck happened to me?

Mama made her pretty

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,