This is a song about "Illegal"

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

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

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

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

All is evil deceitful embrace the illegal

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

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/

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

What else can i do that's illegal

As i light one for ill will