This is a song about "Danger in the streets"

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

You in graver danger when my hand is on the lever

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Growing up in the streets was easy

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

You're looking bashful, suddenly realize you're now in danger

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

And ya thinking i'm in danger putting my head through the flames 'n

You're not usin' your brain

Cause the streets leave you in pain

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

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans