This is a song about "Military police"

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

I'm everything that they call nice

I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police

I'm why baby mommas leave

Fuck not even the police

Let my angel sing

Police got me zooming

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

Coming at you full force like a military assault/

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

If you believe then you can achieve

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,