This is a song about "Police racial profiling"

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Judging one another just because of racial color.

It's the police placin bugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

And now it's stupid, seen as foolish, wonder 'bout the racial lines,

Thought police, your mind's not green.

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean