This is a song about "Why police like to harrass"

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

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

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

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

That's why my words are like escape to a heaven on earth,

'fore you come up missin' like snoop-dogg's police files.

Who know this be the life that i really live

But back to me because i need to call police, cypher overseen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Wait,why i suppose to feel like this,

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses