This is a song about "The frist amendment"

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Its cold as shit in this booth

From the gutter to the roof

As much as i wanna leave

As the tao converted the thief

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

The more battles the better the flows

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap