This is a song about "Bithces on my street"

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

When they see me on elm street

I said i got my ass beat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

But a slave to my own street.

I keep my money neat

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Picking up all the girls on the street,

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.