This is a song about "Popo in the streets"

Better than college, after that, students home

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

In the streets ,i guess this shit is a mess

Cause the streets leave you in pain

Searching for fortune and fame

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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

Growing up in the streets was easy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

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