This is a song about "Police dancing in my songs"

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

Balling like lebron.in the club them hoes be dancing to my song.

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

And of course, my car's off course

It appears in your unwitty songs

Fuck, my flow is gettin to low too slow even for my songs,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse