This is a song about "Law"

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

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

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Hard to follow unwritten law

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep