This is a song about "Doing wrong in these streets"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets

I shine, you shine, so we shine

In the wrong place at the wrong time

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

J. cole runnin' late

Im in these streets im gettin paid

I said believe in your dreams

Cops won't look in the streets,

Know these streets well so im never trapped, these streets are evil

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people