This is a song about "Nba street ball"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

When they see me on elm street

This is the concrete

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Yea we hard on the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

As i'm watching the snow fall

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Leave you severed across the street

For the low that nine cheap

Where the ball meets the wall

Wanna fuck em all

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Scream like nightmares from a street