This is a song about "The process of a bill becoming a law"

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Got a nigga tangle in your spider web

If change is a process, i'm on the last step/

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law

Like a male version of lauryn hill

So pass the heinekin and slide a bill

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

The best teacher for becoming a man guess i skipped the lesson plan