This is a song about "Why the police harass"

In private, not public in the streets

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

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

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

As much as i wanna leave

But according to the police

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Never get involved with the pills n police.

Can't tell which direction the police are..

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Any evidence for the police to find

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

U prolly the one callin police