This is a song about "Newton s 3 laws"

So i went down south but i ended up north

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So much depth of crime, i'm an empty mind. set described to violate laws

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

A dark place without light where there are no laws/