This is a song about "Justice"

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

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

Which i planted to grow and freely provide justice through poetry,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

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

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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

Don’t you be holding back, your love

So you can call this poetic justice.

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

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

All we need is convienient love

Ever heard of poetic justice?