This is a song about "How annoying police are"

4-3... yea, remember that please

By a gang called the police

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Hello challenger how are you doing,

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Ironic how heart, and an instrumental are vital

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

The same mainstream annoying game deploying fame

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Can't tell which direction the police are..

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose