This is a song about "Justice"

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

Ever heard of poetic justice?

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Media turned justice into reality tv,

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Ima do the world a justice by ridding it of you

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.