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

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

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Leather seats in that ride from the streets with that pride

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Jumping in too quick with lines weaker than someone who ingested ether.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets