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

And she throws up whatever she eats

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

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

The streets are littered with millers

So you finally got the nerve

And in beef you'll agree with it too, leavin' the streets beast mode

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams