This is a song about "Killing cops"

You pull up in parking lots

Toke lots and hope cops

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Whether it was prison or a killing,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

My divine itching and shrine killing

The you should look up in the stars

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Snooping around and killing

Why not me the same thing