This is a song about "Law"

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

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

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

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

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

It'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw

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

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

A law abiding citizen is that what you take me for

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

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