This is a song about "Spruce street"

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

You fly like the spruce goose, you also both know how to fail/

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

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

You forget this shit comes from the street

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep