This is a song about "Illegal"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Bring him home so you can watch as i take this machete and conduct illegal home surgery,

Been cold hearted in cruel in god's book is illegal.

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

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

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But i realized that we're equal,we're peaceful,that smoke weed that's illegal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds