This is a song about "Starting from street"

Then your prolly on water

Starting to stink bury her,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Starting blowing breezy

Sometimes i think, what i need

Scream like nightmares from a street

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

To slaughter a house, cappin peels, starting from the backyard

Starting off the monday, so calm, so nice, quickly takin from you.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

But don't fall asleep

Now we all in the street

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street