This is a song about "Law"

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

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

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

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

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

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

Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,

The open with nowhere to hide no jamie foxx law abiding citizen.

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

My momma a og which makes me a don dada