This is a song about "A woman brought up in the streets"

What up girl, tell me how you been

You caught in the web of that woman

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

We're like broken bones, a soaking rose that's grown in the streets,

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds