This is a song about "Law"

You don't mean that, you faggot

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

Me im one of these anti law pigs

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

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

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women