This is a song about "Here comes the fuzz"

As my record label nitpicks at this

So prepare your optics, here comes the synopsis

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

Here comes the boom, this is football fuckas, so i stood tall while you suffer

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

Its been five years and here comes another

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

Enough with the sadness, here comes the new era

On my way home i punched a bitch for an umbrella

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

But here comes the chorus so i guess i gotta go.