This is a song about "Popo in the streets"

I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

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

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

But not the same kind thats back in the streets.

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

It's hard to find good honest work that pays in the streets,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

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

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Growing up in the streets was easy

I wish i’ll never see you again

Cause the streets leave you in pain