This is a song about "Shotting police"

They say i talk like im god body

Got the police bustin' at me/

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

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

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

Fuck the police nigga

My all gold rolly or the

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

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

Put him in oven, oh shit i hear police

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

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