This is a song about "Ohm s law"

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

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Me im one of these anti law pigs

So here i am at the store for some chips

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

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

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

This is like love, that you can never get

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.