This is a song about "My street"

Taking it back to to the same street from my childhood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

On my way to see the heat game, forgot to ask the street name

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

Yea we hard on the street

The drug that they brain need

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Yeah i'm cold, rolling down your street with your dad's skin as my coat

Including fox hill and 27th street

More money that mean less sleep

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again