This is a song about "Legislation and legislative"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Im always on the yard like farmers

And their mothers and fathers

What i do, through and through and

So dunn stay silent

And remember what i said and

And more than confident

Which created 3 branches of our government, executive, legislative,

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

And nasty remains and bones

Please put that in your notes

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Ya'll wife and white knight her