This is a song about "Hiding from the police"

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Brother looking down from every direction, i heard the police reciting

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Escape from the demons that are hiding in us all

By a gang called the police

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Police discovery early the next day

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

And the truth been in hiding

Flapjack, ooh he bring