This is a song about "For the streets"

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Flow is cold from the city streets

Cause after all the lights and screams

Government changed my life to the streets

Now i'm living out my dreams

I walk the streets lookin' for some puss to fetch me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Played our beats on the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

I work for weeks and lurk the streets learnin how to earn the green/