This is a song about "Police fuckers"

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

You gotta breathe and be at ease

U prolly the one callin police

Of finding myself as an individual

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Over me the same peeps that have died

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

Now everybody put your hands up high

Five shots she ready to leave

By a gang called the police