This is a song about "Illegal alines"

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

Mine are illegal yours just tries to tie.

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I'm lethal that's why it's illegal to write my novels

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

But come into my little mind, and a "fuck a shady" thought alines

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Don't want anything illegal, 'less it's a sure thing

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

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Illegal events compiled deep within my previous files