This is a song about "Court"

I'll king's court your girl, do that bitch three times

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Fresh out the airport

Once i get in the court.

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

I went to court last week for substance abuse

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

I am walking around the court sippin lean