This is a song about "Hiding from the cops"

For setting up traps

Toss it if the cops advance.

And the truth been in hiding

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

The you should look up in the stars

From the jects, where peepa don't call cops/

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

So she kisses the stars

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

Running from the cops like that shit is an olympic sport,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

While young thugs still running away from the cops