This is a song about "Punch police"

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Police got me zooming

I do the right thing

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,

My mama smoked so god damn much

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Look it something they can't ever see

Got the police bustin' at me/

Got the police bustin' at me/

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

They vaguely decipher my language

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch