This is a song about "Hatred to police"

Right flows down and they might go nice

By a gang called the police

But that was only one time

"25 to life" and this hatred of mine

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Police can't even find the answers to some cases

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

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

I'm everything that they call nice

But according to the police

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

It seems like the police department loves but forgot how to use it,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Heart filled with hatred and fear, stole a car to get my mind clear,