This is a song about "Living in the street"

To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

A place where souls die right in the street

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

We're living in the now

We be like chow

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

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Straight g thing, double m g thing

As the pharoah in the barrow living