This is a song about "Officer"

Cuz i got in the bag / tell the officer that i'm not to blame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Killing every officer as if its fate/ they took my dad away/ now this world

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

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

Good evening officer i hope you're doin' okay

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Ok i see officer please let me explain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane