This is a song about "Policy analyst leeanne"

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

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

How could this rule be set against my policy..

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

But policy was...you gotta go to school

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Even my analyst is struggling to handle this