This is a song about "Lawyer ta"

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Never forget what ya meant ta

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Not talking bout hova keep balance like you supposed ta

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

They claim it as their own, africa

Need i say more? nah i really don't have ta,

Formulating up plots ta escape from salems lock 'cause its scorching hot,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

On our way home talking bout my lie daddys little lawyer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her