This is a song about "Nigga s in da street"

Forget the police! i'll piss in the street!

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

You killed da nigga i bet his parents at home waiting

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

They at the same spot they making no progress

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

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