This is a song about "Justice"

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

So you can call this poetic justice.

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

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

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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