This is a song about "Kidnapping and evading the cops"

And boppers hopping on the tops of cops 'cause i say so

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Fucking each others moms

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Toke lots and hope cops

Cause of death? bars

On those phony wack "artists" and all the cops that hate us,

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Jt: fuck each others moms

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And flies out the building door, now there's cops outside,

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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