This is a song about "Crusin down the street"

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Down the street to the car,

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

As i lay down on the street,begging for help

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin