This is a song about "Beefin with someone in the streets"

The streets are littered with millers

We just trynna be winners

Kaiser soze, we never see him

Which seems to feeds us the needed for beefin'

Saying 'hi' to someone in the streets only takes a shred of our effort

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds