This is a song about "Illegal"

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Mine are illegal yours just tries to tie.

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

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

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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