This is a song about "Police working"

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

U prolly the one callin police

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Working my way to the top

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

Working for an nonpaying business.

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

But according to the police

Ima let her be by herself in peace

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys