This is a song about "Police hatred"

While working on my mistakes

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

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,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

But according to the police

4-3... yea, remember that please

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

By a gang called the police