This is a song about "Justice league"

[j] jeez, jesus is jabbin' my junk in justice juries.

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

And to test me, practice my skills in the best league

We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Not a high league but look at her thighs though

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.

Your the criminal this is poetic justice, heart is saying fuck this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I'm the justice bird you see in the sky i'm a eagle.