This is a song about "Illegal mexicans"

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

All is evil deceitful embrace the illegal

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Mentirosos, they hate mexicans!

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

'cuz we gettin' that work like mexicans,

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

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

Fuck stewie aid, family guy, no medicine, jay-z comes clean to mexicans,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick