This is a song about "Crusin down the street"

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Crusin the freeway maxing my rpm

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Ask your neighbor down the street and i guarantee the same response

Down the street to the car,

I'm a fucking rap star

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,