This is a song about "Whie police"

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

They're so dope, i hear police sirens

But most times darling the sequel sucks

It's the police placin bugs

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Got the police bustin' at me/

Fuck fame, fuck money

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

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Got the police bustin' at me/

We got money to go get baby