Why you gotta, cramp my style
You keep fucking with my high and I'm about to get wild, now
Why gotta harass the pot dealers, harass the people at expired parking meters,
Why you gotta pull me ovah as if I was that dude in the stolen nova now
Why you got a, badge on your chest, sting-gun on your hip and a bulletproof vest now
Why gotta act like you save the poeple, front that you care just so we can feel equal