This is a song about "How a law is made"

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

How every choice and every move made

Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

A law abiding citizen is that what you take me for

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,

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

I got the ball, and this delivery is the realest thing they ever saw

I wanted to break his jaw i didn't give a fuck about the law

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Instead of your crap which is made by a slap to a bitch you retard

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

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