This is a song about "Illegal"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

His best friend reminded him that this was illegal,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

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

Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

This rap is controversial and your shit pose illegal.

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

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