This is a song about "Police wants me"

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

But back to me because i need to call police, cypher overseen

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Every nigga that sees me wants to know what i get high on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

He wants me, he wrote my name on his arm and

She got me caught up in the moment

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

But according to the police

Police got me zooming

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing