This is a song about "The law of matter"

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

I wanted to break his jaw i didn't give a fuck about the law

Plain ignored, gave your cost as a raise to all, hay was made, face and jaw

Physically i disrupt the law,

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

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

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

But the truth of the matter is,

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting