This is a song about "Dont fuck with the street kings"

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

We chillin at the park, smokin blunts, dont give a fuck

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

No more splurging on fitteds at goliath

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

From the street, with her books, looking in, as she passed,

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo