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

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Fuck not even the police

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Who happens to be black

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

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Got the police bustin' at me/

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

To be the ones who tell the people who have none about the only begotten