This is a song about "Love of the streets"

I learned the first lesson of love

Mama always told me i’d be famous

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

The love of my life, the light of my eyes

So i can understand police victims

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Played our beats on the streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

Betta stay outta the streets

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

For the people at least in the streets thoughts of peace,

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase