This is a song about "Growing up on the corner"

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Growing up in the streets was easy

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

Cause everyday you be downtown with this girl on the corner.

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock