This is a song about "Police shooting blacks"

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

U prolly the one callin police

Now of days people will be shooting,

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

If you didn't know i feel this way

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

The blacks and whites were segregated, separated flawlessly,

So i can understand police victims

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.