This is a song about "National association of chiefs of police"

Should've played quarterack fo the chiefs

Cause after all the lights and screams

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

My lyrics are mistaken for national security bomb threats,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

For failure and i don't accept that association

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Last bit of haze to blaze,everyday was like another police chase,running through the block

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

My car kisses police who jump in front of cars willingly.

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly