This is a song about "Popo in the streets"

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

But not the same kind thats back in the streets.

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Toss a nervous laugh in shes plays in the streets

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

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,

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

You couldnt catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her