This is a song about "People dying on the streets"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Leavin’ cops shot, i wish people would get off the streets,

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Iv been on the streets for time

Been on the streets for five years

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Little more weed, first class seats

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Brought up on the streets at corners

So you finally got the nerve

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

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

Yo i rap for brothers dying in the streets while most rappers talk about

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground