This is a song about "Ain t nothing but a street kid"

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

But what can i say i was a dumb kid

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

A tolerance is built for most folks but not the coppers kid

I'm a contender, you're nothing but a pretender/

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I can't remember much but i was always sad as a kid.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

But they can't do nothing to a g/