This is a song about "Corporate law"

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

By these corporate executives wanting to hate the hardest,

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

Time to go back, i guess i liked being a corporate clone.

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Corporate executive who doesn't give a fuck, i'm wicked,

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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

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