This is a song about "Law"

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

See you could sue, but oooh the law won't protect ya

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

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

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

He drags her to a stall, beats her, and kicks her in her jaw,

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

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

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law