This is a song about "Pooing in the street"

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

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

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

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

You want a big house cz your living in the street

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

A place where souls die right in the street

See you hoes in the street and i murda ya

They claim it as their own, africa

Niggas in the street scared

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street