This is a song about "Justice"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

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

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Ima do the world a justice by ridding it of you

Ever heard of poetic justice?

Here i go again, falling in love