This is a song about "Policy"

But policy was...you gotta go to school

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Why is this society telling lies claiming there policy is honesty constantly livin cautiously

Authorities wanna take a spin me, trying to limit these rhymes that got g's saying "can it be?!"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Stop with the policy of poppin' pills before you get pulled by a cop

I had the agility to fight and make a no helping me policy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

How could this rule be set against my policy..

Must be something you want me to see

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money