This is a song about "Police search"

On a search for inspiration

You can disown him or stone him

Police discovery early the next day

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

As: they will be so surprised

You can search but you'll never find

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

U prolly the one callin police

It's the police placin bugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

I can play binary search better than guitar

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

They're guaranteed to search along the shore,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Search signals planting a panda in ammonium