This is a song about "Justice combination"

I know not who i'm searching for, or what justice i will find

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

All we need is convienient love

So you can call this poetic justice.

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

They run away from justice but i'll squish like they were maggots

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Give me the key or the combination

Give me the key or the combination

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Ima do the world a justice by ridding it of you