This is a song about "In ththe streets"

Growing up in the streets was easy

And all women who had light features, see

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Im in these streets im gettin paid

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets

Cause the streets leave you in pain

Floor seats at that wizards game

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,