This is a song about "Popular sovereignty limited government separation of powers checks and balances judicial review federalism delegated powers reserved powers concurrent powers"

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

Labels giving me debts instead of giving me checks

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm constantly providing for my fam and i'm earning checks,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Of corrupt government leaders and elite aristocracy,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

At the thought of being popular

And judicial. which made it, so... official.

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol