This is a song about "Illegal"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Illegal like a lethal needle stabbing rappers that act sick

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

This rap is controversial and your shit pose illegal.

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I've seen the people and i've been with cops. shouldn't this shit be illegal.