This is a song about "Illegal"

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Foetal abortions illegal extortions lethal explosions everyday i'm dying of exhaustion/

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Because i am not equal, but medieval. illegal lethal weapons leave infections

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

What else can i do that's illegal

As i light one for ill will

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see