This is a song about "Law"

I wanted to break his jaw i didn't give a fuck about the law

Maybe i’ll just call her spock, all i see is her jaw

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

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

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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

Used to call me the african don dada

Physically i disrupt the law,

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

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it