This is a song about "Brilliant street dance"

Yea we hard on the street

I’m way harder than the concrete

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Wen i walk down ya street

Bitch i'm all you need

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Rap on street lights,dance to get your feet right

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

So pretentious with no potential

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

Others dance with each others other,

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Or in other words i'll put you in a sympathy strike that will make you look wimpy not brilliant,