This is a song about "Sex the streets poverty"

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Tryna kill my dreams

Cause u know that this my jam

The correct answers malcolm sex man

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Who will free us from the chains of poverty

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

Malcolm x, by any means

I kept runnin through the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Can trust nobody on the streets

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense