This is a song about "Illegal"

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

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

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

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

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

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

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

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

This is the root of all evil

This type of livin, should be illegal

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Highly illegal medicine resides in my blunt