This is a song about "Black streets"

There's crack, there's crack

If white was the new black

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

To their backs and attract the black on black

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Flow is cold from the city streets

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Tryna kill my dreams

You're walking these streets,

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks