This is a song about "Police bru"

Third ward general, young cash money

Got the police bustin' at me/

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

But according to the police

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Got the police bustin' at me/

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

Hopin' that my niggas see

Got the police bustin' at me/

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

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies