This is a song about "Heat and cops"

And i know what all the cops are bastards

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

And boppers hopping on the tops of cops 'cause i say so

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Tuckin' heat in dungarees and overalls, the free lunch,

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

Just to pay to eat and sleep with fuckin heat on tomorrow

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

And the significance of cops

As i slang another ounce, i wish it was a kilo

Feel the heat and the cold, seventy degrees above and below,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

You pull up in parking lots