This is a song about "Nightmare on slaughter street"

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Nightmare on elm street no matter how fast i run i still get beat. there's no

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

Girls on the street asking for numbers

We should fuck each others mothers

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Leap above the street and splatter on the concrete,

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Rob you on the street with the nine

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

Began my life out on then street

African queen got what you need