This is a song about "Nba street ball"

While i’m walking down the street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

What do i really need

When they see me on elm street

G.o.n.z. running down the street

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Leave you severed across the street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep