This is a song about "Sesame street"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

Me and my peeps often meet

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

While i’m walking down the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street

You forget this shit comes from the street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep