This is a song about "Concrete"

Leap above the street and splatter on the concrete,

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

From ghettoes and broken homes, we're roses grown from concrete,

But this time i will stand with my feet planted, and be solid as a concrete

Sign a cdbut right now, does it look too shabby, t?look down can't even see my feet

Your flow is wack and mine is concrete,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

But this time i will stand with my feet planted, and be solid as a concrete

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Ideas form like concrete, think so much i could pave a whole street

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep