This is a song about "Illegal"

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Illegal events compiled deep within my previous files

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal