This is a song about "How bad cops are"

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

The cops are after me and i say hi in the street

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

Your friends are left wondering how

You owe me, homie have that now

And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Cause we done did that

You are bad why would you rap?

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

And i know what all the cops are bastards

Aight santana man...let's do this

I ask him how the bad bitches