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

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

And she throws up whatever she eats

The streets are littered with millers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

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

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

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

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

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds