This is a song about "Law"

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

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

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

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

Physically i disrupt the law,

Fuck the cops,when i breaking the law i having fun

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

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

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

Cause in the long haul you'll remember these lyrical pictures i draw

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors