This is a song about "5th street"

I don't know defeat

Scream like nightmares from a street

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Including fox hill and 27th street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

On the 5th of the first month,

I call it speaking tongues