This is a song about "Law making process"

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

And spilling my knowledge and mental process, enough to

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw