This is a song about "Jim crow laws"

Breakin’ laws daily impress all the dumb chicks

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

And listenin' to my kids questioning, wonderin' about where their momma is

I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with

It's written in the constitution and in the laws of fbi, cia, or csi

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Cause i made use of the loopholes on them laws

Intendent attend them, cool cause

And broke multiple laws

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

My mission is to make em laugh, jim carey

Circling pussy like i'm a crow

In the club like fuck it, though