This is a song about "Life s tough on the streets"

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Cuz when you talk tough i put my finger on the trigger,

Government changed my life to the streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

You weak rats relax these tracks i release on the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Just before they seen my money in the green