This is a song about "Policy"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

But policy was...you gotta go to school

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

How could this rule be set against my policy..

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

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

The sinner become the inner me, enemies wanting to finish me, wishing to diminish me,