This is a song about "Gun law"

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

Physically i disrupt the law,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

In the car with a gun,

In earth, as it is in heaven

I went to get the gun

Ok i hear you talkin

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

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

I break the law and have the court write me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

It'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw