This is a song about "I stay in streets"

Even if in vain, i gotta stay off the street

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

And till that day i will stay real in this ghetto deals

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

I stay fresh prince like i live in bel-air

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police