This is a song about "Shaft the cop"

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Keep this passage coming, get the #shaft like gordon parks,

Walk out the door, see some custies, ma wanna cop some blow, ma is busty

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Punch a cop in the throat cuz he knocked on my front door

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

For the whole plot get yo soul shocked by a cop, you ain't even know it,

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

People in those ghettoes are still victims of the racist cop shit,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that