This is a song about "White cops killing a nigga"

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I'm callin the cops, i'm reporting a crime

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

I read a cops lips once

Shout out my nigga miles

Made a living and a killing off it

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Whether it was prison or a killing,