This is a song about "No law"

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

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Me im one of these anti law pigs

I'm the last one u wanna clash with/i'll punch your little faggot jaw

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

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

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

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative