This is a song about "Justice"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice

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

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

So you can call this poetic justice.

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

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

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Trying to be illimatic, shoutout to lucifer, do justice to that classic/