This is a song about "Police corruption"

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Thought police, your mind's not green.

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

But really i'm trying to shine light on the corruption in this life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Youre an obstruction, complete dysfuction made from -corruption

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Never get involved with the pills n police.