This is a song about "Punk police"

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

This is why her nigga mad

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

By a gang called the police

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks