This is a song about "Livin on the streets"

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I don't slang caine on the city streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

You see i gotta go to war

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Even if i didn't i would ball like arenas - swish

Sleeping on the streets putting beside him some purses

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Been on the streets for five years

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Can trust nobody on the streets