This is a song about "Life in the street"

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

Let me cash you out , here hold this

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I went in #for #the #kill and polluted the street, oil spill

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

When they see me out in the street

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Even if in vain, i gotta stay off the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Began my life out on then street

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will