This is a song about "State police"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

You mental state deteriorates n,

My mental state is declining

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Got the police bustin' at me/

Like hoes down in magic city

We move to every state

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

We tigers with the same mind state

Give me dome, then let me skate