This is a song about "The feds"

And this will be the song that we sing

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

If i see the feds im bouncing

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Holding the des, toting the lead for exposing you feds

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Like black power, too, too clever, forever feds so low watch us,

Only real niggas stay on top

The feds got- their heads chopped,

It's like you were afraid of feds or loose threads

Monday through monday we be cashing checks