This is a song about "Police nouns"

Fuck not even the police

I'm everything that they call nice

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

And its simple as that baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

Got the police bustin' at me/

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Working from nouns to verbs

So you finally got the nerve

Im a king no crown,bada bing but no sound,adlibs with no pro nouns,

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Most my nouns are 98 degrees,check my history i am the1

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless