This is a song about "Law making process"

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

You do the same process, eat sleep repeat.

The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law

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

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

And in the process some realize their shame

Word play, olubowale is my first name

By the progress quick eliminate process that's the contents

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

I put the nigga in his casket

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Physically i disrupt the law,

My lyric projects through a rough process

Monday through monday we be cashing checks