This is a song about "Running the streets"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

She all that i can handle

You running for the chapel

We no longer close or nothing

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Hear the rappin filled within the streets

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

I said believe in your dreams

Hit me up on the streets

Little more weed, first class seats

You can't leave the ghetto streets