This is a song about "In ththe streets"

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

But not the same kind thats back in the streets.

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

I can teach you all the sounds of love

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Growing up in the streets was easy