This is a song about "Illest walking"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Cause i got the illest satirical lyrical untamed brain that's nothin new

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

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

Walking on these squeaky floorboards

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness

Get yours; you know what this about

Inviting guess i'm walking out