This is a song about "Police force"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Fuck the police nigga

Police discovery early the next day

If i can leave this place, and just get away

I'm everything that they call nice

By a gang called the police

Good kids make bad grown ups

It's the police placin bugs

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

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Got the police bustin' at me/

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

That real life shit

Its a force of habit,