This is a song about "Different courts"

If you feel it, it must be real just

Maybe, my father would think different!

The people over here think that we're different

With such an ugly picture in it and

And bijies like im out and

Those who do dare to be different/

Same shit different day with a different bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Outsidaz, and we sue in the courts

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my