This is a song about "Newcastle street pastors"

Wen i walk down ya street

Now it's time to eat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

If he does my soul to keep

You forget this shit comes from the street

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

I said i got my ass beat

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

I pray the lord my guns to keep

When they see me out in the street

My niggas never block, i think i'm barry sanders

Pack the pastors in the back then euthanize all the slackers

For the low that nine cheap

Yea we hard on the street