This is a song about "Scene across the avenue"

I looked out the window to see the usual scene.

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

The diesel is my gasoline, i just crash the scene,

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Then split the scene! & pop the limousine!

Smoking green to forget the real scene

Man this life is but a dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Perceived as the villain in every single scene.

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Broadcasted across the nation with patience/