This is a song about "Law"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

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

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

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

Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

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

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes