This is a song about "Public service"

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

That's what a public offense is

You can do it out in public

Or never say never though i admit

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Dial up words but they're not in service

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

They know the truth but feed lies to the public

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

It takes a nation of millions, public enemy would spit it raw,

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

But nothing public occurs.

Hold the door for girls