This is a song about "Peace on da street"

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

When they see me on elm street

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Picking up all the girls on the street,

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

If you saw me on the street

Last of a dying breed

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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