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

Played our beats on the streets

Little more weed, first class seats

Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Ass shots in her seven jeans

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Been on the streets for five years

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

See me on the television set, warrants everywhere

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

Take a walk with me, let me show you the streets,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets