This is a song about "What the police"

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

4-3... yea, remember that please

By a gang called the police

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

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

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Never get involved with the pills n police.

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice