This is a song about "Smoking crack and killing police officers"

Made a living and a killing off it

Now you got me hopped up on that

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Smoking on that fluffy herb the shit the police confiscate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Screaming, "fuck the police" like 2pac and his porn,

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back