This is a song about "Sunday bbq with cases"

They try to sue us up in court, lawyers, open cases,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I'll have your ass by sunday,

I am white but i fuck races. arrest me for this rap i've had many cases.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

Another round what the song say

And then rainbow on sunday

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce