This is a song about "The supreme court"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Tryna find a way ball without touching the court

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

Rape a bitch, rampart, im dorner outside the la court yard

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

It deserves a supreme poke,

It will be a life supreme

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free