This is a song about "Road of the streets"

For the people at least in the streets thoughts of peace,

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

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

I kept runnin through the streets

Little more weed, first class seats

The streets of miami

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

So sorry im on the road again the tour bus of sin

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Malcolm x, by any means

You can't leave the ghetto streets

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

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