This is a song about "Busy streets"

And getting money is the song i sing

But he was to busy falling

Played our beats on the streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

These days, i’m busy out here gettin paid

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Criminal paving these streets

Trap our young black seeds

All that ass in your jeans

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Trackin' my movements, but i'm busy leanin'