This is a song about "Breaking the law"

The open with nowhere to hide no jamie foxx law abiding citizen.

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Why is it every time that i syke you have to ring the law

He drags her to a stall, beats her, and kicks her in her jaw,

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Breaking molds that grow on the inside of eyelids

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/