This is a song about "Comin across the street"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Or this other girl who lived across the street/

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

As for me i'll be chasing you across every street

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

From the fact that i’m comin’ back

Cause talk is cheap

Now we all in the street

The drug that they brain need

While i’m walking down the street

Across the crowded room,

Self made coming soon

My evil expands across the every nation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin