This is a song about "Innocent people getting killed by police"

By a gang called the police

As much as i wanna leave

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Buried and killed by the worlds eighth wonder

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

And it's also gon' be the spot that you getting killed in

Sick of getting hated on by people who ain't shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

No more getting chased by space cadets.

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I'm fucking getting people to notice,

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Now think about it, you want innocent people to die?/