This is a song about "Life on the streets"

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Can trust nobody on the streets

Ass shots in her seven jeans

I carry on the projects and the streets essence,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Brought up on the streets at corners

Talking about the god you serve

As i walk the streets, on the sidewalk i speak

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

It's burning slow, even though life on the streets kinda cold

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Played our beats on the streets

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Found something on the streets , finally this is what i need.