This is a song about "Illegal"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

This type of livin, should be illegal

Highly illegal medicine resides in my blunt

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

I've seen the people and i've been with cops. shouldn't this shit be illegal.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching

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