This is a song about "Road of the streets"

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Played our beats on the streets

Cause after all the lights and screams

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

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

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

Malcolm x, by any means

Betta stay outta the streets

I kept runnin through the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

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