This is a song about "Driving in city streets"

Flow is cold from the city streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

In private, not public in the streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I couldn't help him,let him die in this city

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

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!