This is a song about "Bodies burn in the street"

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same/

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same,

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Even if in vain, i gotta stay off the street

The revolution will proceed

When they see me out in the street

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber