This is a song about "Po po"

Greedy niggas wouldn’t let me in the cafeteria

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Maybe my next line could be fuck the bloody po po

Ajmo pit po toni

But make sure if they do see

Maybe we just need to slow

So the po-po never know

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Getting high infront of the, po-lice, higher then i was before, see?