This is a song about "Anti immigration laws and policies"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

We're anti-government and practice these acts - vigorously & viciously,

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

A dark place without light where there are no laws/

Best be prepared for the outlaws

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

So many protests and violations of the laws many were exiled

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Breakin’ laws daily impress all the dumb chicks

And broke multiple laws

Kirko paint her walls

When you spill out hits

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

But now that's forced to bow down to capitalist policies,