This is a song about "Hard times in the streets"

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I was growin as a person in the hard times

Times is hard homie in this economic recession

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You know i want a piece of that pie

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

We're like broken bones, a soaking rose that's grown in the streets,