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

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

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

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

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

It's hard to find good honest work that pays in the streets,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

The streets are littered with millers

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

Take a walk with me, let me show you the streets,