This is a song about "Corner"

Or something that you paid for

Hoodrats on every corner

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Stormed by every corner,ur last breath expired,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

But i'm not really working the corner,

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

But i'm backed up into a corner like a rat/