This is a song about "Corporate law"

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

Hard to follow unwritten law

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Bullying isnt right it shuld be law

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

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

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

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

But if you keep it underground, the corporate thunder pounds,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

By these corporate executives wanting to hate the hardest,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list