This is a song about "Broad street"

Wen i walk down ya street

Have no souls indeed

G.o.n.z. running down the street

I keep my money neat

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

And take a vacation to trip a broad

Whack out my cock and stick it in a broad

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Plus the broad band’s always slow and your like “ohh, has it loaded yet”

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Me and my peeps often meet

Including fox hill and 27th street

Wanna hit broadway, in the broad day

When love comes callin', don’t look away