This is a song about "My street my bloodz"

But a slave to my own street.

I keep my money neat

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Get to her place 901 3rd street get out my ride and knock on her front door,

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

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

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

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

The tooth fairy got hype but, she's scared of my street

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Including fox hill and 27th street

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Come to my street and try to handle this heat