This is a song about "Po rn"

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

And if the cops come, i just hit amnesia

Maybe my next line could be fuck the bloody po po

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Ajmo pit po toni

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You know i be teasing, though

So the po-po never know

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body