This is a song about "Fuck the law"

Singing my life with his words

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Cause in the long haul you'll remember these lyrical pictures i draw

Why is it every time that i syke you have to ring the law

Bullying isnt right it shuld be law

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

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

So you finally got the nerve

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

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

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress