This is a song about "Bridge competition"

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

It's mostly white people, the homeless under the bridge,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I ripped him up and buried his torso under a bridge

You're uncool like my mother kin

There is such a fierce competition

I'm just showing i can do this and still win the competition

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Spending money when your wallet gets low

(bridge, different slower tempo.)

Killing the competition, without any permission,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm causin ruins crumbling competition