This is a song about "Love of the streets"

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Cops won't look in the streets,

Malcolm x, by any means

Play hard to get, females get jealous

I learned the first lesson of love

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Get blown like lawn leaves

Played our beats on the streets

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

The 20years that we had together was so full of love.