This is a song about "Common law"

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

So now she picks up the gun

Now you might think im common

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

About some tyga beef shit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Bullying isnt right it shuld be law

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

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

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe