This is a song about "National act of 1993 the motor law"

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

See em from the water from my motor boat

Been running around trying find a job

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

But the motor died, i'm a soldier who never dies

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Go against mr. platinum, it must be the act of masochist

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

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I power the motor, she bought like a pawnbroker, but she only mediocre

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Cuz i wanna keep the heck off the cover of the national news week,