This is a song about "Law"

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

I dint fuck around everyday i break the law

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

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

Chasing tale and how to keep you away from law,

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

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors