This is a song about "Justice for all"

Ever heard of poetic justice?

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Wasn't prepared for all these tears

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Searching for all the voices

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

All that bullshit's for the birds

That try to chase these skirts

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

All that bullshit's for the birds

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that