This is a song about "Gangsters selling illegal booze"

This type of livin, should be illegal

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Keep it coming, booze, weed, hookers, im buying

Yeah come holla at your uncle

What else can i do that's illegal

Mine are illegal yours just tries to tie.

That's the window into the sky