This is a song about "Navigation law of 1650"

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

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

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

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

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

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

You don't mean that, you faggot

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

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

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law