This is a song about "Let s be cops"

That's why i'm makin' money

But just let me be me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Through rhymes and beats i let my spirit be

Accuse? no let it be

C’mon and let’s chill baby

And picture me rollin

And let it be taken in

From the back seat, back seat

So let this message be received

Let me be your rap teacher

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Corrupt cops will be tortured if they even make it to hell,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé