On my street, on my block; we're hounded by the fucking cops. Sorry I'm not rich or boring, can you let me off with just a warning?
Am I holding? Am I selling? Am I convicted felon? Why am I so fucking jumpy after you assault and cuff me?
The thin blue line you claim to walk is just some bullshit frat boy talk. Play yourselves as fucking martyrs while you make our problems that much harder.