This is a song about "The police who kill black people"

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

To the best g who is still single... so kill!!!

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

From the people who control to people

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Police discovery early the next day

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Two in the air for the people who aint scared of heights

Its about time i kill all the songs that people wanna listen

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Fuck not even the police