This is a song about "Elm street"

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

When they see me on elm street

More money that mean less sleep

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

We can't catch the beat

Now we all in the street

But i'm not worried

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Including fox hill and 27th street

I see the kids on the street

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed