This is a song about "A young boy leaving in the streets"

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

A young naive obnoxious youth, the cops in hot pursuit,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Get blown like lawn leaves

Cops won't look in the streets,

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

I'm leaving in an act of a clown making everybody lough in the town,

Put that pussy right up in my face, i remember, the way she put it down

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

The young white boy with weed in his backpack