This is a song about "Illegal"

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

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

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

What else can i do that's illegal

Cause this album pack enough evil

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

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

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Yeah come holla at your uncle

This type of livin, should be illegal