This is a song about "Illest walking"

I'm not even at my illest, this shit is concerning/

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'm uppity, upchucking fucking the illest lyrics suddenly

I said believe in your dreams

You're walking these streets,