This is a song about "Illest walking"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I'm uppity, upchucking fucking the illest lyrics suddenly

Malcolm x, by any means

You're walking these streets,

I always fall behind her whenever we walking

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats