This is a song about "Law"

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

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

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

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

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

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

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

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

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

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