This is a song about "Joining the po po"

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Revelations say you either fry or fly

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Maybe my next line could be fuck the bloody po po

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes