This is a song about "Im a gangster i live in the streets"

Wale dc said we on joe

Live in a villa the condo/

And she throws up whatever she eats

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Once upon a time, i was standing on the streets

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

You ever paid attention in there? me either

You couldnt catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer,

In the streets ,i guess this shit is a mess

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Back then i live in the urbane