This is a song about "Police racial profiling"

Got the police bustin' at me/

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

By a gang called the police

4-3... yea, remember that please

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Judging one another just because of racial color.

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

I give bitches dick and leave

But according to the police

Cause some of you bitches funny

Got the police bustin' at me/

U prolly the one callin police

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys