This is a song about "Policy"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Look it something they can't ever see

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

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

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

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

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.

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

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock