This is a song about "Law"

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

Why is it every time that i syke you have to ring the law

Own devices clinging to jaws like you witnessed in saw

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

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

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

I wanted to break his jaw i didn't give a fuck about the law

I got the ball, and this delivery is the realest thing they ever saw

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

This is like love, that you can never get