This is a song about "Policy analyst leeanne"

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

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Even my analyst is struggling to handle this

But policy was...you gotta go to school

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

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

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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

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