This is a song about "Running from the cops"

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

From running past my dungeons

From the jects, where peepa don't call cops/

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Now, im on the show cops its live though, runnin from the five-0,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Every night i stroke hoes

Don't go running from the shadows

But my life isnt perfect , always ran from the cops

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law

While young thugs still running away from the cops

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

They don't even want the beef i got the cattle running from me