This is a song about "Born to these street"

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

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

Get off of my feet, and then i got these punks from my old street

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

But these wall street bankers use this to pad their wallets,

Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

If he does my soul to keep

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/