This is a song about "Law"

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

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

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

With only two songs, look at what i did

I would have been a totally different person

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

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

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