This is a song about "Police fuckers"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Police discovery early the next day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

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

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Never get involved with the pills n police.