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

Once upon a time, i was standing on the streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

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

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Back then i live in the urbane

They at the same spot they making no progress

In the streets ,i guess this shit is a mess

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I live for the money plus im dreamy

But respect is more real, and ambition the key