This is a song about "Law"

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

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

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

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I break the law and have the court write me

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

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

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

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap