This is a song about "So illy"

Talking about the god you serve

So many amateurs

So much so open the gate, before you

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

As i light one for ill will

Once so peaceful now so evil

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

I been flowin so smooth and so heavenly/

Like curses on the radio

Maybe rightfully so

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Around her i'm apathetic so