This is a song about "Law od supply"

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Me im one of these anti law pigs

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

It's too late, you ran ran out of your last supply

What is hittin' for

Go od less in an hour.

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Nowadays you look empty, ya love runnin on a low supply

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law