This is a song about "Illegal"

I got rich from a little struggle

What else can i do that's illegal

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Cause this album pack enough evil

This type of livin, should be illegal

Illegal events compiled deep within my previous files

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Because i am not equal, but medieval. illegal lethal weapons leave infections

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

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

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