This is a song about "Justice"

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Will be brought to justice claps and laughs all because of this rap,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

Media turned justice into reality tv,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears