This is a song about "Life on the streets"

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Once upon a time, i was standing on the streets

Hit me up on the streets

Cause after all the lights and screams

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

To make a peaceful world we need to end the war on the streets,

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Sleeping on the streets putting beside him some purses

Little more weed, first class seats

Played our beats on the streets

When you're reachin' your dreams

Can trust nobody on the streets