This is a song about "The law of matter"

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Fuck the cops,when i breaking the law i having fun

I break the law and have the court write me

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Or will we matter? in the end, this rendition of life

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Principal of the matter is ya aint got what it takes

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Physically i disrupt the law,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,