This is a song about "Law"

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Fuck the cops,when i breaking the law i having fun

Hard to follow unwritten law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

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

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

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

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

I'm the last one u wanna clash with/i'll punch your little faggot jaw

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years