This is a song about "True shit about the cops"

And not just the shit about busting caps

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Na its all about the blue, man im telling you its true

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Watching for hollow-tip shots

We're about to fuck, but my luck turns bad when the cops bust in,

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

Fuckin' up my gold pots

But even though that's true they still get crushed by corrupt cops,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox