This is a song about "Suicide by police"

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

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

But according to the police

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

By a gang called the police

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

I will be by your side

Thinkin bout suicide

She commited suicide by

You know i want a piece of that pie

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,