This is a song about "My street my bloodz"

Began my life out on then street

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

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

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

My body heavy i feel weak, feet thudding on the street

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Well never know, but it ain't hard to tell, my street poetry

Look it something they can't ever see

Rolling down the street in my suv

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

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke