This is a song about "Three branches of the government"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Is that block of welfare singles that the government gives,

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Which created 3 branches of our government, executive, legislative,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Holy shit there three of you?! this shit hypnotic, only in the chronic.

Ahead of the game fuckin yo mom with three chains on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Any ties, the government metaphorical knife will slash,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

You never saw the government on this face

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Because the government just does'nt give a fuck