This is a song about "Sound of the police"

3m's on my new balance

Without the sound of guns

By a gang called the police

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

But according to the police

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I'm gonna lose my mind just from the sound of your name.

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Bang! is the only sound of the street

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Police discovery early the next day

Got the police bustin' at me/

But i think i like that, just maybe