This is a song about "Road of the streets"

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

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

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

All we need is convienient love

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I'm one of the best who graduated from the streets of nor-folk