This is a song about "Illegal"

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

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

Illegal events compiled deep within my previous files

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,

Highly illegal medicine resides in my blunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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

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

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner