This is a song about "A dog crossing the street"

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Crossing the lines fillin up a clean sheet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Street honor, please honor let a nigga see the light

I pray the lord my guns to keep

A place where souls die right in the street

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

But takin a whole verse is crossing the line

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

If he does my soul to keep

Now we all in the street