This is a song about "On the streets"

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Sleeping on the streets putting beside him some purses

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

You weak rats relax these tracks i release on the streets

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Played our beats on the streets

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Iv been on the streets for time

My reign lulu's son shine