This is a song about "Military police"

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Coming at you full force like a military assault/

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Not to mention wale is on the way

Police discovery early the next day

I'm a military militia from vietnam

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

By a gang called the police

As much as i wanna leave

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

That'll do anything that i please

U prolly the one callin police

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave