This is a song about "Im the illest"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

I was raised to bump the illest shit, not a gangstewr but im certified hang with killers bitch

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness