This is a song about "Police shooting blacks"

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

I make them ho's strip

Free the mind, heal the body, talking evolution

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

If you believe then you can achieve

By a gang called the police

Im going on a shooting spree

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy