This is a song about "See me on the streets"

See me on the television set, warrants everywhere

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Played our beats on the streets

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

I can taste the salt from my tears

Been on the streets for five years

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Brought up on the streets at corners

Pissin' on the demons of the earth