This is a song about "A street flow"

But a slave to my own street.

Translation cause my life is too sweet

This shit ain't nothing new though

Im a young brotha with a cold flow

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Im a street fighter and you just a battle borg

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

A place where souls die right in the street

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

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

Sometimes i think, what i need

//this has a sorta fast flow

Ballin til the buzzer blow