This is a song about "Shaft the cop"

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Shoot a cop in the head and get 15 high fives

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

From the shaft on my my waist in case you was bout to ask him

Cop the .357 and 9 mill- i don't fuck with even digits

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see