This is a song about "Runing from the police"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Brother looking down from every direction, i heard the police reciting

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,