This is a song about "A nightmare on elm street"

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

Rap's a war on the street - daffy daily turned me an amputee

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

I was weakened by my own night terrors i was an elm street with no night light,

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Yea we hard on the street

Have no souls indeed

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Make some cash on a street sellin' crack cocaine

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

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