This is a song about "Pot gangsta hoes money police"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

By a gang called the police

As much as i wanna leave

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

Settle down maybe grow some pot

I know you just doing your job

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

I try to tell them i'm one of the

U prolly the one callin police

But in the meantime it's lights please

Off the top cr-ocker pot/

I love the way you walk

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,