This is a song about "Lady justice"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Boy get off your so called little lady,

The next day you is everybody target

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

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

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

Ever heard of poetic justice?

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely