This is a song about "Bb laws"

A dark place without light where there are no laws/

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Had i not been exposed to these things

And broke multiple laws

I put these poems all in these songs

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Breakin’ laws daily impress all the dumb chicks

They don't vote, then i change the tax laws, like "fuck it then",

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws