This is a song about "Rolling buzzard in the street"

Our children must be taught, of africa

See you hoes in the street and i murda ya

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Its ironic #hypno fell asleep, this was a #dissed #illation- can u beat me still?

Niggas in the street scared

Hold my tears i tried my best

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Loud shit, weird noise

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

A place where souls die right in the street

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Rolling down the street in my suv