This is a song about "Police bruatlity"

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Fuck that now trying get the money

Got the police bustin' at me/

Got the police bustin' at me/

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

But according to the police

In private, not public in the streets

Get blown like lawn leaves

Fuck not even the police

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets