This is a song about "Cruising the streets"

Government changed my life to the streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Roaming the streets wearing retro

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Played our beats on the streets

No time to plot retreats

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Tryna kill my dreams

The cia would plot to sell the crack, and flooded the streets,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets