This is a song about "Illegal"

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

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

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

Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

Foetal abortions illegal extortions lethal explosions everyday i'm dying of exhaustion/

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Mine are illegal yours just tries to tie.