This is a song about "Whie police"

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

I'm why baby mommas leave

U prolly the one callin police

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Put him in oven, oh shit i hear police

And i put you on the team

Thought police, your mind's not green.