This is a song about "On the streets"

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Oh, did i knock them on the streets, line them up neat

On the streets this kid ain't afraid to kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

Little more weed, first class seats

Can trust nobody on the streets

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

To make a peaceful world we need to end the war on the streets,

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

It's burning slow, even though life on the streets kinda cold

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold