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

When they see me out in the street

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

And now hip-hop sounds in every street

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

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

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Da nigga still fucked 'round. yo, hit da kill switch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge