This is a song about "Class on the street"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

We can't catch the beat

If you saw me on the street

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

The word's on the street so keep your ears to the concrete

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Leap above the street and splatter on the concrete,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Girls on the street asking for numbers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth