This is a song about "The police"

U prolly the one callin police

I say "stay", she wanna leave

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

Any evidence for the police to find

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police

I want to feel her in every way

Police discovery early the next day

Can't tell which direction the police are..

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

What them tippers don't see

Got the police bustin' at me/

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace