This is a song about "Police officer"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

Got the police bustin' at me/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

They're so dope, i hear police sirens

Police discovery early the next day

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Killing every officer as if its fate/ they took my dad away/ now this world

Cuz i got in the bag / tell the officer that i'm not to blame

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

Ok i see officer please let me explain