This is a song about "Newcastle street pastors"

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

You forget this shit comes from the street

Sometimes i think, what i need

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I see the kids on the street

Have no souls indeed

Pack the pastors in the back then euthanize all the slackers

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

Yea i'm missin some sleep

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